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free love poem

from floor to ceiling
though i am little as all little things
i am singing to you
to the passionate lover
now while my lips are living
tell me not
be not angry with me
i saw him once before
one by one, like leaves from a tree
i love my hour of wind and light
dear wife
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes

 



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