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17th March, 2000 | 21:40 – 21:48

For a score and two,
I didn’t know you,
You – me.
Then Fate crossed our paths
and we met.
Both fair, funny,
with hearts non-compare.

They said we looked alike.
Were we related?
You had no answer, –
But I was sure;
and, with feelings pure,
made you, Amaranthus,
my Sister –
for the coming suns,
for centuries galore.