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be beautiful, be fair and care to speak to her without disquieting her heart nor confusing her mind. Tell her that beings straighten up at the least shivering of her lips just as the tree rejoices when lightning strikes. Tell her about her sparkling eyes, glowing embers burning up all fears set aglow in a sheaf of gold and peace. I miss her eyes joining mine in loving these flowers I come upon in my solitary outings, for desire becomes so half-heated when longing alone. (Anna) |
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