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Oh what is this
That I have found An Easter egg A opaque pink Crystalline shape The color of a rose Inside it a sparkle Of silver not gold Delicate pull opens up Inside a treasure Of unknown love A silver pendant A heart forged of love My favorite shape of course Thank you love you At least till next week When I end us When I end you And a heart forged of love Will end, die, rust Dead carried off by a dove Never to see true love
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