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Abracadabra

In my fiddle-faddle mind of a broken heart
there were moonbeams at the window once
and stars in Boston rocker chairs    
as lights went out with fleeting wings  
blowing out life's candle and then you were gone  
with the potpourri incense of eternal love  
but memories and shadows still sit at my window    
in twilight dusk of sifted flowers, rising,  
as I whisper, 'abracadabra'
Written by adagio
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