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a familiar fragrance
footle
with a
twiddle
is this
poem
conjured
with ease
is there
any
reason
why we
should not
do as
we please
we weave
magic
as pure
bliss beats
which but
mirror
heartbeats
don’t think
just feel
our love
as heart’s
vibrant
refrain
repeats
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