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And when Twilight Awaits in swirling hues
of sinful reds and violaceous blues;
with smokey streaks intricately intertwined
and tender tendrils intimately aligned;
shed all personas weaved under daylight
to wholly unravel beneath the holy night;come undone engulfed in dusk's embrace
wordless, thoughtless, gracefully unbrace;
in arms of a soulful lover so unlike any other
with enticing depths alike caressing feather;
an amorous unbeing encasing so rousingly
tracing and unseaming seams tantalisingly;
so roll 'n ebb and undulate as wavy incense
amid cadence of An Ode To Lost Innocence.༺✿༻
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