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The Wrath of Amaryllis

Fierce falls the rain

Summer's spite.

Beats down my wheat

and steals the light.

Like the raging wind

which bends and breaks the tree

The wrath of Amaryllis is to me.

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Written by
jeremy-wyatt
Welsh
Published
Feb 13, 2014
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