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short love poem

all those treasures that lie
in the sphere
here falls no light
i have heard them in the night
there was a time in former years
little gate was reached at last
her face is fair and smooth and fine
in your arms was still delight
two rows of cabbages
when i looked into your eyes
lo! 'tis a gala night
could we but know
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
noises that strive to tear

 



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