Longest Night
P Patti Masterman
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On that longest night you held my hand
And gave your shoulder, to cry on
As the briefest love of my life never got born:
Caring costs nothing; but reaches to depth's inside us
Never plumbed for fathoms, and stills the mourning.
Bu şiiri puanla
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