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Love Song

My love, you destroy me, you rend,
   You tear me apart.
You are a wild swan I have caught
   And housed in my heart.

My sister, my love, I am shattered,
   Broken, dismayed.
The live wings, the wild wings are beating,
   They make me afraid.

Fold your wings, brood like a dove,
   Be a dove I can cherish
More calmly, my dear, my tempestuous love,
   Or I perish.

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