I Hold
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I hold
Secretly I hold
And hide from world
That fact shall never be told
The ideas shall never be sold
I shall discuss
Not on face
But keep confined
And hold well defined
How shall I explain?
And remain
In full happiness
With love's trace
So I never reveal
But feel
Within
As if you are seen
I wrote nothing
But inscribed as being
True sympathizer
who never ran after
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