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It's times like this
at which
I'd usually poor my heart
into a rhythmic piece
of literature...

and yet...
I'm speechless.

Congratulations,
you have stolen my
poetic vocabulary.

I hope you and your
free-flying,half-deceased
heart
are content
with my anti-rhythmic
affliction.



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