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What your love means to me  As leaves wither And the veil tears These notes deliver My love for years Every thought of forever Spent on eternity's wings Brings time to quiver As infinity sings Every wishful whimper Of notions learning Every stroke of ink On this virgin page Every stain to think Of youthful age Cacophonous of infatuation Our love disconcerting First loves kiss Supposed bliss Must it be like this? Youth must surrender her pen To bring this age To an end Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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