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THEME/S
Between Two Loves
Between two loves
I weep and weep.
To the one I wake,
With the other sleep.
Torn is my soul
Which both have kissed—
And I must struggle,
A bigamist,
Till waking and sleeping
Are caught as one,
And the shut eyes hold
An inward sun.
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