RACHAEL FLATT,
YOU ARE MYSELF POETRY ...
O know,sweet love, I always write of You,
And You and love are still my argument;
So all my best is dressing old words new,
Spending again what is already spent:
For as the sun is daily new and old,
So is my love still telling what is told ...
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