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Love's Memories
Alone and desolate I long for you And time has not effaced you from my view Still I remember our zenith of love Pure and white like the pretty foxglove And when the missive came to my door Full of loathsome words that I abhor Try as I might, I cannot repress The bittersweet memory of your last caress. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Words required to be used by "Para/Poem Challenge "Open"" Desolate...Efface...Missive...Repress...Zenith...Abhor
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