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The alchemy of love
He was in the position at the war

He penned to his lady-'Should care who have beguiled'

The past decades of morals and kinship

And all frailties that besieged her flame to qualify

Enacted in front of her orifices

The rusty leaves crumbled and the bareness reflected everywhere

The battle was forfeited and the field so frigid



He returned with five to front in red

The half impaired heartless grace

Clenched his hand towards my face, with empty sight

The same softness that changed my fate

We took off the east hall with pride

And left the pearls and paints that shined

Through the keep, we passed, to the summer that lasts.

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