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love poem

within my hand i hold
the sun is up
to the passionate lover
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
death's nobility again
darkest, strangest mystery
there's one that i once loved so much
stuff of the moon
often i think of the beautiful town
i saw with open eyes
now while my lips are living

 



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