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Mar 2016
She danced in his unfamiliar tune,
Unaccustomed and all alone,
Yet she enjoyed the hone.

Explicit bliss the music accentuates
Until all of a sudden it fluctuates
Qualm in her mind stimulates.

But she swayed into the music despite the pace
For she loved that innocence in his face
Though in his heart she had no place

Attempting to keep verity unmasked,
Pathetically she asked,
In truth she basked.

And because the notion was invalidated,
All her decisions were suspended,

She's the perfect stupid.
Marcilyne
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