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About This Poem
V DAY
V DAY
Cupid,
God of immortal love,
The sharpest arrows for me
Prepare
Thy archery, on my aching heart
To practice,
Be accurate,
I THEE, Implore
For
I will die at once
If Thou MISS
The TARGET!
©Demetrios Trifiatis
14 February 2013
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