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Her Acerbic Vices

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Often drench in her acerbic vices,
I surrender my fate to her archaic doldrums.
Some call it an absurdity,
few label it as madness,
other discard it as crestfallen haze
but for me, it is nothing but love,
which no reasons can define,
neither the rational world can explain
and I smile and remain content
with her thoughts lingering
in my nebulous mind

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