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teen love poem

with her hair flaying wildly
the poets tell
were it not for that singular smell
by the rude bridge
mysterious night
do the boys and girls still go
do not turn your head
sweet and strong
the ancient songs
beneath my window in a city street
now that i have cooled to you
look out upon the stars, my love
the shadows of the ships

 



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