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Oriel

Cozily gazing out the oriel,

My conscious is in a cloud,

Inspired to swirl and to twirl;

Wandering, wondering aloud;

Prying open these peripheral

Clam shells to unveil a pearl

Pigmenting this mental mural

Shredding Truth of her shroud.

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