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teen love poem

i had a dream and i awoke with it
i am dying
in an old chamber softly lit
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
there was a time in former years
i am fevered
burly, dozing humble-bee
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
i have seen the proudest stars

 



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