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At times I wax wordiferously wonderful
The art of intuition couched
Comfortably in my back pocket
I don't try to attract you
I'm just here
And magically now
So are you.
Then there are times like this
When I wince and cringe
At the sound of myself
And we both know
I couldn't charm the pants
Off a store mannequin!
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