Posted by: Robert Frost April 15, 2005
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Beyond the helpless sun you shine,
through the darkness that paves you,
awaited did I, oh! how ever!!
Was a time when I thought you were mine,
for did you ever, for did I ever,
awaited did I, oh! how ever!!
Superb! poetry you wrote on a wine,
nothing, for nothing that amuses me,
awaited for I, Oh! how ever!!
This might just be the last time,
for oh! witches did you brew,
await shall I, oh! how ever!!