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The Young Lovers
Their voices harshly clash
and will not lie calmly
or rest in our ears
in peace
They rise loud over all else
and do not fall to our key
but strike out at us
in dissonance
Our song is raised joyously
and the harmonies sing
of the love we know
in concert
We have our air so their words
smash and fall to the ground
they do not stay in sight
o...
Thursday 26th April 2018 4:16 pm
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