| Select a poem
Unknown to me poetess, and distant,
we've never met, or ever spoken,
nor we have lived, like non-existent,
fresh winter twigs, betimes are broken.
The wind is unmercifully consistent
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Select a poem amid your better,
then use a cork to seal a bottle,
with the enclosed hand-written letter,
and sail it with your love to throttle,
enslaved is your charm, with iron fetter.
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