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Love pure, and true,
You and I, we grew
Time flew, bliss anew
In love we dance, we sway,
Just us two, one beat, we play.
Our love does not fail or fray.
Feel, no more fear,
Hold me near, and dear.
You, my sweet dove,
Love, pure love.
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The Misadventures of Mirthville
Logline: In the quirky town of Mirthville, where laughter is the currency of life, a group of eccentric residents find themselves entangled in a series of uproarious misadventures and mischief, testing their friendships, challenging their sanity, and reminding them that sometimes the best medicine is a good laugh.
By Jessica Petersen3 years ago in Humor
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Sweet n lovely