Affiliate Marketing Secrets

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. . .Sonnet 159
You left a spectral smile that stalks my mind,
To haunt my only niche in Time and Space,
My every thought in reverie I find,
Reminisces its curve and grace;
You’ve gazed into my eyes, fathomed my soul,
To bare intricacies of my desires,
Then groped in darker alleys of our stroll,
But looked up to ideals, my heart aspires;
Thus, an open book to your touch, I’d been,
That you could read, by browser or by braille,
Times of my life, the hues and shades, you’ve seen,
With their secrets, but not for me to wail;
……A book you can treasure and read again,
……Or its pages might shade you from the rain.
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