Poem
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gentle breeze past a curtain,
much in cognition, certain,
my, my, those that are brown,
lock warm with mine cold,
a clear sight of your crown,
blush, a beauty before so bold,
crinkled nose; taunts timidity in me.
wobbly woozy smile.
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