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Be it in your absence or a bright poetic presence,
I have the courage to find your soothing voice.
With unwavering faith the sun singes the earth,
That sweet rain shall soothe the many burns.
Unshakable and stubborn as a palisade of pleasure,
I stand and echo each little breath of yours,
Within me, again and again, till it fades low,
Perkin
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