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Meeting house wast my heart and thou wast It's idol. The song wast deep and connubial bed wast ready

Meeting house wast my heart and thou wast It's idol. The song wast deep and connubial bed wast ready. The mating of hearts wert for deep rumination of our glory, prior and quondam, In the shade of a bower, In the space of a cohesive tower. Mind wast, though libertine, envisaged Inner shower of the sparks of love forgotten.

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