Saturday, March 2, 2013

A Woman Comments

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My love, I often do marvel how God could ever find space
For so many strange contrasts in such one beautiful face:
In you I find thought and I lose thought, how paleness dwells with bloom
And vivid bustle with morning sluggishness, only imagine the pleasure and gloom.
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