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It shall be you!
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Something I cannot see puts upward libidinous prongs, Seas of bright juice suffuse heaven.
That I walk up my stoop, I pause to consider if it really be, A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
Did it make you ache so, leaving me?
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