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Tuesday, March 12, 2024

My Beloved
Each drear of a day
without you in my
eyes
is a waste of our
days, so few, too
few
for a lifetime of
love I wish to
show you
Come to me
Dear, please
Unite US
I do not seek
release
Abjure! that
we should never
again speak
Come to your
Senses
Woman!  Please!

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