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The Garden Of Eros
It is full summer now, the heart of June; / Not yet the sunburnt reapers are astir / Upon the upland meadow where too soon
Oscar Wilde
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Why Did You Go
why did you go / little fourpaws? / you forgot to shut
E. E. Cummings
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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,
Sylvia Plath
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In Plaster
I shall never get out of this! There are two of me now: / This new absolutely white person and the old yellow one, / And the white person is certainly the superior one.
Sylvia Plath
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Not knowing when the Dawn will come
1619 / Not knowing when the Dawn will come, / I open every Door,
Emily Dickinson
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