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Love Letter
Not easy to state the change you made
If I'm alive now, then I was dead,
Though, like a stone, unbothered by it,
Staying put according to habit
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Not easy to state the change you made
If I'm alive now, then I was dead,
Though, like a stone, unbothered by it,
Staying put according to habit
Warmed by her hand and shadowed by her
As close she leaned and poured her heart through thee,
Whereof the articulate throbs
The smooth black stream that makes thy whiteness fair,—Sweet fluttering sheet, even of her breath aware,—Oh ...