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Romance fills the room, and petals of a bloom invented by angels, round our feet in little clusters, neat, lie scented. Crazily we share words rapturous and rare in worth; and magic on our lips as joy from Heaven slips to Earth.
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Jul 28, 2018
Jul 28, 2018 at 12:26 PM UTC
Romance
Romance fills the room, and petals of a bloom invented by angels, round our feet in little clusters, neat, lie scented. Crazily we share words rapturous and rare in worth; and magic on our lips as joy from Heaven slips to Earth.
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Jul 28, 2018
Jul 28, 2018 at 12:26 PM UTC
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