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The Chart

Poetry By: seven

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The sea, a moor.

Submitted:Dec 9, 2006    Reads: 74    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I saw a moor,

I saw the sea.

I know April,

And how she looks to me.

Oh, what love with her, must be.

I spoke with April,

Always visited with her.

Yet certain am I of the spot,

As if the chart were given.

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