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Poetry

Hatred

I shall hate youLike a dart of singing steelShot through still airAt even-tide,Or solemnlyAs pines are soberWhen they stand etchedAgainst the sky.Hating you shall be a gamePlayed with cool handsAnd slim fingers.Your heart will yearnFor the lonely splendorOf the pine treeWhile rekindled firesIn my ey...
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