Inspired by my reading a book a long time ago on the love story of Heloise and Abelard, but I did not pay good attention to triolet form when I wrote this!
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Like moon on nights of skies unstarred she lived without her Abelard. A parched, still plain was Heloise - like moon on nights of skies unstarred. In death she would not lose regard for him who’d been her rain and breeze. Like moon on nights of skies unstarred, she lived without her Abelard.
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