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The wicked song of two hearts lost
Like freezing chicks in winter frost
Like feeling rare, minute & few
Like silvered rings & sappires blue
Te amo, yes, whispered, et tu
With lips crushed soft & peircing eyes blue
I saw at once, in dimmed dusk light
That I would fall prisoner upon this night
That I may fall in love with you
As grass is green & sky is blue
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