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MAY, 1981 ► (VERSE—
III: NO. 12)FINDING OUR SOULMATES.
“Cupid, my heart aches in silent despair,
A love concealed, burdened by a godly
snare. In shadows we dwell, our passion
concealed. But the gods' wrath upon us.”
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HE Heartsworth. @heartsworth · 60 subscribers 
III: NO. 12)