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teenage love poem

i can not tell you now
the darkness rolls upward
see, from this counterfeit of him
last midnight
when i returned at sunset
he came and took me by the hand
this is the arsenal
gaily through the fields we danced
i love to steal awhile away
grieve not for the invisible
and with the humming bird
and breaketh bread no more

 



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