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Words of passion embracing the tender moment,
Long pass and lingering in the twilight fading light...
Holding the breath without realizing
Until the grasp of air is needed.
Dullness of the senses with the sunlight's last glimmer.
Closing eyes and mind to the shadow's dwelling touch;
Releasing the thoughts of past dance in the gentle caress of summer.
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