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» magician

i'm a performer
a magician, if you will,
pulling out love from my sleeve and
friendship out of my hat.

you can't see it,
don't even know it's there,
until i show it to you with a flourish and a bow.

oh, but it is there
just because it's not time for my magic show to start
does not mean it isn't there at all

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