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Poem	What I took in my hand grew in weight. You must understand it was not obscene. Night comes. We sleep. Then if you know what say it. Don't pretend. Guises are what enemies wear. You and I live in a prayer. Helpless. Helpless, should I speak. Would you. What do you think of me. No woman ever was, was wiser than you. None is more true. But fate, love, fate scares me. What I took in my hand grows in weight.
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