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without reason
you left me
in the lurch
when I was down
but I did a bow
made a low
deliberately
to come close
to my sweetheart
more
to nourish
to love and care
to give freshness
the life, the green
to greet my friends
lake, ocean and river
but never pretend
to come to me
with an excuse
I can not give you
Love, juice
Light and dry
in the summer
when again I shall rise.
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