Unbeing Dead Isn't Being Alive.

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The Poems To Come Are For You And For Me And Are Not For Mostpeople... You And I Are Human Beings; Mostpeople Are Snobs.

For Whenever Men Are Right They Are Not Young

If You Like My Poems Let Them Walk In The Evening, A Little Behind You

Love Is A Deeper Season Than Reason; My Sweet One