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1 total messages Started by M. W. Modrall Sun, 02 Nov 1986 22:56

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Author: M. W. Modrall
Date: Sun, 02 Nov 1986 22:56

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Pretty Playthings Past

I held a love in my hand,
Clasped it tightly, and it died.
I held a love at arm's length,
And it drifted away.
I held a love as lightly as I could,
And with a breath it shattered.
Too far, too near, in fragile fear,
The love was all that mattered.

                           -10/31/86
                           M. Modrall

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