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O Love, dark animal, With your strangeness go Like any freak or clown: Appease tee child in her Because she is alone Many years ago Terrified by a look Which was not meant for her. Brush your heavy fur Against her, long and slow Stare at her like a book, Her interests being such No one can look too much. Tell her how you know Nothing can be taken Which has not been given: For you time is forgiven: Informed by hell and heaven You are not mistaken
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