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Innocent: It was never my intention to leave
Your pretense had me yearning for more of you
Like waves crashing against the shore
So my heart beat when your voice hit my ears
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A Woman-s Sonnets: Ii
by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Nay, dear one, ask me not to leave thee yet.
Let me a little longer hold thy hand.
Too soon it is to bid me to forget
The joys I was so late to understand.
The future holds but a blank face for me,
The past is all confused with tears and grey,
But the sweet present, while thy smiles I see,
Is perfect sunlight, an unclouded day.
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