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AH! how blessed the summer seems to serendade us
entone convenience
WHEREFORE we are soul-fixated two sums one
pronounced
as intimate fondling unrefrains ripeness
and the moon
bestows breeze a sweater upon the body of love
How they linger at the liquor stord
for a lady of intoxication
I chronicle much to art
taken aback akin t love lovin'
against all odds
in the night unremitting--
to allow her to sun--8/24/25; 7:12pm
William Irving # 182906
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What a pretty poem.
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