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Stanza # 28
I kissed the one that love denies
Where passions flare the truth defies
Tis only here faining realaity
Can a sweet embrace a prelude be
To a song wake I shan't e'er sing
E'en though thoughts of you a melody brings
To life as erotic music plays
Whilst our bodies in perfect rhythm sway
Sleep O' sleep irony is thy jest
To fullfill a dream must be at rest
poem
by
John A. Hancock
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