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Knowing

The smell of a rose
It tickles my nose
But will you know
If I do not say so
The drop of the rain
It brings me pain
The sound of the thunder
And my mind falls under
A spell from you
Brings my love to
The touch of a pricker
Then a sudden flicker
Brings the pain
That you will not know
If I do not say so





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