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It’s a wonder Shall I say Feeling Deeply How the words In these space Cast such a spell And Wrap the senses In Magic Sphere It’s a wonder How my voice Freely outspells The introvert Blenching slightly where it dwells Ducking upshots From the impel Calling Forces From Beyond Unexpected or Unknown Might foretell The