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Playing with words
Or in with fire
I burned
The blisters bubbled
And I lost confidence
Wandering mind
Created enigma
In the meadow
I strolled for some reason
Empty nest of hope
And the love birds of happiness
Both caught my eyes
Like the mirage
Both played their part
Perplexed and thrown
In the desert of the real
I waited for the magic to work
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