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Jun 2014
He was a magician
and she was a little girl in the stands,
mesmerized by his grace and power.
Wondering how he managed enthrall her,
how he never failed to impress,
how even though he kept pulling and pulling,
colorful tissues always appeared out of his sleeve,
as if there was an endless amount of wonders spilling from him.
magician // a.s.
asmall
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