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Jan 16
To my left there's a small book bound in blue;
It's faded, but the letters glisten with golden hue.
On the inside cover is a note from an old friend;
I sigh, for I don't think I shall hear from her again.
Elymaïs
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     coqueta, Khoi and Bogdan Dragos
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