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Brugmansia

My angel's trumpet loves the moon
and every night I'm by her side.
Tongue a tingle and pupils wide,
her lovely petals make me swoon -
for in the dark, her soul can't hide.
Written by psychomachia (Jeff Hazelwood)
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