He Poem by Harold Pinter

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That you did barter
And consort with her.
That you did ash
The fire at her departure.
That you did enter
Where I was unechoed.
That you did venture
Where I was a stranger.

Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fire
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