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Wanda
she conjured my fate
juggled my dreams
with her visions my memory teems
I was treading water
sitting on my hands
she took me off to distant lands
hands that soothed
performed illusions
making sense of my delusions
shelter in her cloak
solace from her eyes
with my pain her mercy vies
that charming smile
she shone abroad
seemed to lift my...
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