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Rhyme on redundancy

Writing a poem again. It is an adventure into the heart, searching beyond the outer, for the inner space for new words for old feelings. the words shaped by the cool of sky's familiar blue, sea's grau-green oats. But all I find are joy and rue in words of love for you.

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