Little had I imagined or
perceived
When I, on that green valley,
landed
That I would have had such
sequences
As to fall in love with such
a coy woman
As one untried, unsoiled and unperceived
Or that such strong would be
the string of love
As it has held us inseparable
Even long after we have
separated.
Yet such was the case, a
terrible case, Indeed.
13.10.2004
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