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Ardor
Morning opens hot and humid Month of May never so torrid. Yet the lovers on top of the hill Couldn’t have each other’s fill. The joy in their love-filled eyes Shone brighter than sunlit skies. Madness in the scorching sun To the impassioned, pure fun.
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