and the singing rings
a bell so able said well
and the tell became a how
"... I don't leap
for the money..."
couldn't sleep
without you now...
a knowing deep
so close an'near
geometries chance
to really be a where
"...knot a man of faces
in a mask of one..."
toasting a glass
a dance called there
and plucking strings
are magical things
we can share
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