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Savoring the parting maudlin kiss
Dusk to dawn, buffing that drab fleur-de-lis
Gathering dust in your heart, stranger to former bliss
Memories replayed, stagnating as you reminisce

Clear the cobwebs, wash clean the grime
Of mistakes past, redemption will be sublime
Look failures in the eye, perfection's a slow climb
The Divine is an experience, not a being lost to time

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