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Bewitched, the night soft,
Cool as ocean mist
Across the forehead.

Feeling a together,
Blooming for forever.
The love in your eyes confirms.

And unsound the mind
Can be, when down.
Frown not, nor shall I climb out.

Perfection, a word with
Meaning. A disstortion, of reality
Photos, underdeveloped.

Work as work presents,
Obtaining the factors controlling
Nature at its best, answers revealed.

Let us Jest.