Little had I imagined or perceived
When I, on that green valley, landed
That I would have had such sequences
As to fall in love with such a coy woman
As one untried, unsoiled and unperceivable
Or that such strong would be the string of love
As it has held us inseparable
Even long after we have separated.
Yet such was the case, a terrible case, Indeed.
13.10.2004
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