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Mind disappears up thine own backside
By new lovers' flame ringing time, to run amuck
Before surpassing a timed music manifested lot
Begets each drop of something, of cheerful luck
Burn by frolic and shrieking into saying why not
Published 6th Dec 2019
| Edited 16th Dec 2019
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