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A woman named Cynthia walked into a cabbage. The cabbage smelled funny. And so did Cynthia.
Reileo's Love <3
(This poem is meant to be read while listening the song written for it: [Reileo's Flight](%5C)) _**Every time I feel the wind blow, I feel her soft kiss on my face. Every time the sun shines on me, I feel her warmth upon this place....