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Shrieking with rage, a vexing soul
Sitting astound beneath her glow
Her smouldering eyes would impose
Contrite and fear amongst of owes
2
Though he summoned
In the aid of an covetous heart
He has driven the little boy to depart
Quick-witted, doubt and out-smart
Under the red glow they crawl their way out
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PoetryAcquired love, your most valued one is placed on your hand, by your heart, to take extreme care of.
