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City of Love

For one brief golden moment rare like wine,  
The gracious city swept across the line;  
Oblivious of the color of my skin,  
Forgetting that I was an alien guest,  
She bent to me, my hostile heart to win,  
Caught me in passion to her pillowy breast;  
The great, proud city, seized with a strange love,  
Bowed down for one flame hour my pride to prove

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