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Touching words pierce my heart,
furthering my deteriorating pith.
I am unworthy of your praises, I impart.
Thy game of rhymes, thy gage of pride!
A rhyme for droll?
Why! I would go with parole.
Your soul was too high a price,
for I do not suffice.
Tell me, dear friend, do you feel as I do?
The same anticipation for the upforth reply,
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Jun 06 2010 05:07 PM