The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

I love Magic

I love magic and enjoy performing a trick or two myself from time to time . . . but it's been a while.
Nevertheless, my love for magic never dies.
This is not magic. It's pure entertainment by the greatest.

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