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time

So little time for mush now, Dear
while all my life flowed out In-Lieu
yet every hour of hope, undue despair
cascaded bright across your View.



O wooful Rush, I stained that peerless Soul:
Desire and Rage so loud (so true)
flooded both our righteous hearts
filled twice that bowl of Gift Of Us,
spilt too much Me for aught but You.

© 17 July 2006, Sugarpie Rabbit | Previously here
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