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     Unattainable (Misery)
O tis thee, more Venus than
From springs that spring to Fall,
Upon thy whispered lips of busses
Of I - Edenic's poem enthralls.
But ah, what Winter chill unfurls
Thy eyes in warmth of spring,
Unattainable, is thy song 
That still- within me sings.
But oh, yon distant star that hides
I faint!    I fail!    I fall! 
Ere thy kisses ebb forever-
Knowing Death will call...

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Unattainable (Misery)