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Venus
Where are notes of gypsum kept
When Venus rose and a flower wept
Accordingly I looked – through a burning latch
Neither eased nor certain of success
Piercing ailments of the morning hour
With Venus upon her looking tower
Impaled a brightness of ample power
As she sang alone to the little flower.
When Venus rose and a flower wept
Accordingly I looked – through a burning latch
Neither eased nor certain of success
Piercing ailments of the morning hour
With Venus upon her looking tower
Impaled a brightness of ample power
As she sang alone to the little flower.
Published 30th Jan 2014
| Edited 11th Feb 2014
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