Creeps in the willows,
phantoms the mind,
decoys acknowledgment,
left dry to find-
robust emotions,
defused jubilation,
back-stabbed facts,
it brings true revelation-
certain priority,
feelings unbreakable,
bounded fate,
life becomes eligible-
reckoned force,
frightening ardentness,
ain't nothing to play with,
simply true happiness.
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