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Struck
in the house of betrayal,
a years,
l o n g awaited kiss.
Slowly,
we would thaw in one.
The time guard
must have rung his gong.
Bright spathe
had stargazed our eyes,
and our lips
have met this morning.
The rays did make us understand,
that this absurd,
forbidden play
been struck by broken arrows.
And by all
the wingless angels,
was for eternity
to last.
So this enchantment
shall not rapture.
No matter when
and what is lost!
And so,
the silver fairies
had rustled
pleasure to your ears.
So this devotion
is to set example,
to all the loves
that lay ahead…
