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The spectrum of emotions,
every shade no less unique from the other,
every hue no more intriguing than the other,
in my cup, they swirl, a gin of fantasies,
from there, I drained, sparing not even a minute drop,
the warmth rising, I see you in my arms,
the stars, spectators to this dream,
and so commenced our night,
till the next day’s hangover…
XD
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