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3d
Oh, love me not to the brim of your heart.
What fool can deny love's semblance to art?
Love me as a connoisseur sips fine wine
lest your sweet blue eyes turn into lakes of brine.
Written by
Georgios Trialonis  71/M/Greece
(71/M/Greece)   
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