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We’ve witnessed these times,
times when thoughts interlocked emotions, emotions words and words actions
Moments we sojourned in vales of vows and shuffled the hopes of our second selves.
Today,
Like the sun-bird bids the sun bye as the nightingale embraces the crescent luminary,
My conscience pleads you leave and yet my heart prays you stay
Know that this troubles me sorely,
no sweetness here.

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