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like a carnival game;
I'm the bull's eye
you're the dart fluttering by,
never kissing its target
is always an opportunity
for a bigger prize
dishing fateful omens at passersby,
or better yet, the Queen of cups
resting in your hand
with a cotton candy tongue,
words playing like a carousel
around and around and around
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Credit goes to the amazing Lady Saxophone for the coding and layout, and the wonderful Unnietori for the art.