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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.
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.
Published 17th Jun 2012
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