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sorry poem

for these white arms about my neck
he'd even have his joke
give me hunger
now that i have cooled to you
love me at last, or if you will not
better than granite
had he and i but met
there was a strangeness on your lips
here falls no light
backward, turn backward
arched the flood

 



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