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teenage love poem

i am a woman
some one complained to the master
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
the meadow was creeping
the swan existing
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
she limps with halting painful pace
what was it the engines said
i saw the clouds among the hills

 



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