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Spreads of love
Be like tossing snowballs
with no gloves, flying doves,
Cold creeps, bombing heaps
Upon high life, reign falls’ insights
Squalls blinding, delights in frights
Fights with self, delph for life cosigns
Winner is not talking, kept walking
Losers still stalking, sulking secularly
Circling cadence, familiars personally
Faith balking, eyes close circuiting memories
No difference, looking down or seeing skies
Awoke, meanwhile asleep to the lies plied
Speaking fiction, never catching contradiction
Upon inspection, love was made to status quo
So now you know, my smarts comes with stupid
Cupid lit that as(ss) the world turns, so feelings burn
Nonfiction tis a life lesson never wrought anonymously
