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best love poem

he came and took me by the hand
my mother taught me that every night
to come so soon to this imagined dark
often is it not so?
storm
i am singing to you
perhaps
now that i have cooled to you
in all things not spoken of
at dawn, he said
there's one that i once loved so much
i have heard them in the night

 



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