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My love

 Tangled words. My love
Speaks fair, like a head with
To many hairs.

And so many come,
When they hear her call,
More then  leaves is autumn doth fall

Yet to me she comes
Lovingly, bright smile ablaze.
and  to me still,  her mind. A maze

but if a life, of time it takes.
That sacrifice I shall gladly make.
Written by lendl
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