A treasure you are of that I'm sure and as for your key I must demure. There will be no need for me to procure, given willingly when you feel secure. Until that time I savor my leisure, maintaining this delightful adventure. Think what you want at your pleasure. Me, listening to this tranquil overture. Planting seeds without conjecture. With a smile I continue to enrapture.

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