Perchance is a word I brave not blink,
For if mine was false then hers would be a possibility,
Wondering upon it one's heart shall sink
The laughers - hers or mine needed not true be,
It matters not as after the use of my ink,
The taste of her easiness will be consumed with my tea,
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