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Calling

Choices in whims suffice
Biases of hearts to fuel
In wanton merriments culpable afar;
We sing for pleasure nonetheless
Pour l‘histoire de la vie de l’amour
En les moments intérieurs les mains ;
Et the sea slides beneath the earth
While merriment roams in hearts
To stabilize true worlds wanton in want.
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