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romantic love poem

be not angry with me
hang no wreath
who is the runner in the skies
there by the window in the old house
were it not for that singular smell
backward, turn backward
splendid and terrible your love
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
the meadow was creeping
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds

 



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