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teenage love poem

burly, dozing humble-bee
i think it just splendid
all down the years
above them all, looking down
he speaks not well
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
she burst fierce wine
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
that year
as i lie roofed in, screened in

 



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