Poem 453
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Love - thou art high - dfgdfgffdfgfgfgddfgfff I cannot climb thee - dfgdfgdfgfffffffffffff But, were it Two - dsfsadfsadfdfdddddd Who knows but we - dfdfdffdfdfdfdfdf Taking turns - at the Chimborazo - dfdfdf Ducal - at last - stand up by thee - Love - thou art deep - dfdfdfdfdfdfdfdfdfdd I cannot cross thee - dfdfdfdfdfdfdfddddd But, were there Two dfdfdfdfdfdfddd Instead of One - dfdfdfdfdfdfdfdfdddd Rower, and Yacht -some soverign Summer- Who knows - but we'd reach the Sun?er Love - thou art Veiled - ertertetrrrrrrrrrrrrr A few - behold thee - dfgdfgdfgdfgdfgf Smile - and alter - and prattle - and die - Bliss - were an Oddity - without thee - Nicknamed by God - fgdgdfgdfgdfggf Eternity - |