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Perplexed, I pause to
postulate and ponder
how presumptuous
I must be, to propound
that such a pretty,
precious, perfect
person could possibly
proffer their praise
and platitudes of
powerful passion
unto me, so poor,
pandering and pleading-
but I pray you never
pass me by.
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