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by [whisper1980 ]

2003-12-02  |     | 

Where the wall is built in new and is of ivy bare she paused-- then opened and passed through a gate that once was there. The gate to my private loneliness.
Where the door is you might not open, and you did ;so enter now, and see for what slight thing, you are not betrayed.... Here is no treasure hid, no cauldron, no clear crystal mirroring...just me alone.
For that I must never more behold your face for trust.
This now is yours. I shall seek another place.
For me and you in a private loneliness for two.

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