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The wishes I sent to the reddened moon,
sealed in parchment and wax,
were filled with sighs and longing -
I hope you'll see them soon.
Recorded in the darkest ink -
the raven's wing it rivals -
a simple, desperate request;
written here, as follows:
let this chocolate veil
which I wear without cessation,
that once before was my distress
now be my liberation.
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