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Penelope Winter
Poems
Jan 2019
O Wretchēd Love
O wretchēd Love, I do beseech thee,
Free me from this prison thine.
I've felt the cold of hell's abyss,
I've tasted poison in each kiss,
And so, o Love, I ask but this:
Release me now, to heav'n divine.
- p. winter
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