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Obedient to the least command
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poetry is what
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And is this your heart arithmetic?
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shot at the stars, and by chance
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As roses might, in magic amber laid,
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a toddler fell into the cage of the rose,
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glittering in the light green visible wind. That’s
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To construct peace, to make love, to reconcile
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Though he can’t recall the rest. I am the same:
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For to withstand her jokes I am not able,