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Its Magic Exposed

Seven years of perfection,
  the memories still deep
  in my heart

A constant beginning,
  one vow
  that we never would part

With time and the seasons,
  and those reasons
  that neither of us chose

We fell dead like a mystery,
  unraveled,
  -its magic exposed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)


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