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If all is love,

And it flowers all around,

How am I, again,

In a paroxysm of want?

Longingly looking over;

A disciple of embarrassment.

And all this love,

Blooming all around,

How am I, again,

This phantasm of gaunt?

Needled in a desert;

Pining at the picture of plenty.