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teenage love poem

if i were very sure
white foam flower, red flame flower
therefore i may not
tell me not
beneath the warrior's helm
a flying word from here and there
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
melancholy days have come
once this soft turf
their beautiful hair
quietly, with reverance, in awe
wrap the earth in cloudy weather
bring me soft song

 



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