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romantic love poem

and still they walked on
over the river they beckon to me
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
thoughts through my head
i am a woman
i saw with open eyes
sleep, gray brother of death
still thirteen years
love me at last, or if you will not
here falls no light

 



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