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lost love poem

the hypocritic days
do not turn your head
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
i am old and blind
their beautiful hair
when, full of warm and eager love
why do you always stand there shivering
i wonder where you live
did you ever see an alligator
doubtless i remember still
all my love for my sweet
there were three in the meadow by the brook
and how could you dream of meeting

 



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