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teenage love poem

i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
i said, i have shut my heart
arched the flood
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow
to some the fat gods
the long resounding marble corridors
old wine to drink
beside a stricken field
softly now the light of day
sadly speaking
these be
softly weeping
to be able to see every side of every question
the meadow was creeping

 



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