Yow, you crafting these days? I read it over and over again, it's a masterpiece. I loved this refreshing poem. You are original most of the times and this had a twist that I've missed. There is this, solely love-imitation in your words that reflects some sacred form of attachment to the poet's "east Angel." You can sense the heat around each line. This poem is a mini storm on its own. Thanks for sharing.

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