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teenage love poem

like eagles on up high
there by the window in the old house
brother, i am fire
all my love for my sweet
the light withdrawn
a mist was driving down
a little peach in the orchard grew
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
long ago, in the young moonlight
my soul is a dark ploughed field
give me

 



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