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teen love poem

within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
i am a woman
but alas, just dreams
daughter, thou art come to die
city that is not a city
to the passionate lover
i walk down the garden paths
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
we break the glass whose sacred wine
i saw with open eyes

 



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