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Incognita

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Just for a space I met her –
Just for a day in the train!
It began when she feared it would wet her,
That tiniest spurtle of rain:
So we tucked a great rug in the sashes,
And carefully padded the pane;
And I sorrow in sackcloth and ashes,
Longing to do it again!

Then it grew when she begged me to reach her

A dressing-case under the seat;
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James Mclain 08 July 2013

This small smidgen she glances. Out the window through the trees. Oh sad this short tale it's gone. This happy story that most would call youth...iip

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