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by debs .........................................
Blow wind, to where my loved one is,
Touch him, and come and touch me soon:
I'll feel his gentle touch through you,
And meet his beauty in the moon.

These things are much for one who loves-
A person can live by them alone-
That he and I breathe the same air,
And that the earth we tread is one.

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