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She ran out of bliss
Right into abyss
She stands by his chamber
All of her queries sunder
No grave for wonder
Roses without vases
"Keep us away from blazes"
These holy words come out
They don't help out
But she's glad screams don't shout
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His love was perfect
Perfect never met perfect
Vases without roses
"Keep us away from blazes"
His head was too full to trust
Too empty to forget
He runs to a dream where she stands
Runs away from his pangs
She wishes dreams were real
Wishes short of zeal
May he not be there now and then
Amen.
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