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2 I did not see the cotton pieces of ice On the glass of the window On Christmas. I did not collect the berries In their far away farms. I did not know the number of Wild narcissus petals. So how could I describe our hug as Melting icy cotton on the The glass of the window Where water flooded into the Fields of the berries To grow the leaves of the narcissus, Is it the necessity of poetry? Or is it love?

. . . . AND THE REST OF THE STORY IS. . . .Four, yes, four, very

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. . . . AND THE REST OF THE STORY IS. . . .Four, yes, four, very