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Poem Number 192
The leaves whisper Autumns secrets in the August wind.
carressing my body and lifting my hair
moonshadows dance satin and lace
I wait for my lovers embrace
in a foreign city where
No one shall see us
No one but the whispering shadows
Which hide our talentless state
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