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The Spell

Say this once,

say this twice,

but never three times.

Wish you may,

wish you might.

Love is love,

beauty so true

never will I be something

you wish me to.

I am me,

you are you.

Now stars of heavens that rise

give me hope that I will fall

truer than truer forever

and ever.

So mote it be.

So say you.




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