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Ten Small Dragons

In their flying net enmeshed  
my dragon whelps now carry me
Hybrids, a subset; they reset the burden
Though in schism hearts a prism
Sans regret counting assets
I collect on my love language  
Between text love annexed  
None can steal this priceless deal
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