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Within the forest gold,

neither the usurer of love

nor usury thou art beneath-

the winged hearts that art-

flapping euphorically in the-

cloudless heavens with no-

full-stop.

 

With grief no more,

thou art once again the-

dweller who Love craves for-

in the empty vale where-

infatuation wilt be bestowed by-

the seraphs thou seek.

 

'No body,No body...but thou'

'No body,No body...but thou'

 

To thee,hale and hearty art smiling again-

from the oasis where thy vitality dwells.

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This was so nice..
well done :)

[Dayran]

You have a gift for the subtle. May it light the way for those who seek it.

[Thea]

So wonderful...
Simple beautiful...
:)))