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The wedding comes
to pass but marriage stays.
The music strums
our pulse. The couple's daze
seems permanent
who says it's just a phase?
This main event,
the planet's spin and brake
is heaven sent.
And from the towering cake
we glimpse the plums
below. They're there to take!
Unnumbered sums
of succulent chunks and savory crumbs!
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