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The Poetman

She sees me, starts singing why oh why did I let this guy get a piece of my heart? The only reply she gets is a reflection of her face from the pond on the ground. Five seconds later her body drops to the floor. Sometimes even when we do less we get more.
The only thing sweet in this story our the characters and letters used to spell the emotions of the story. "Sore.'
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