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Last in succession is, alas, my fate
Whether curse or blessing, this I ponder
To be the current of pasts to this date,
reminiscing, aloud, thee do wander
Vast and exact are the parallel deeds
that evoked thee with such heartfelt passion;
yet, planted, before, were all of love's seeds
abandoned, withered and fallen ashen
Last in succession promise, thee, wary
No coal forged symbol to make "last" complete
Love made and given in honour carry
my last indulgences to thee so sweet
Last in succession be absolute last
Last in succession to make this love last
7/25/04
Whether curse or blessing, this I ponder
To be the current of pasts to this date,
reminiscing, aloud, thee do wander
Vast and exact are the parallel deeds
that evoked thee with such heartfelt passion;
yet, planted, before, were all of love's seeds
abandoned, withered and fallen ashen
Last in succession promise, thee, wary
No coal forged symbol to make "last" complete
Love made and given in honour carry
my last indulgences to thee so sweet
Last in succession be absolute last
Last in succession to make this love last
7/25/04
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