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   To PoetryHow did you ever find me?I never intended to look for you.A mute desire, that was all,On a lazy summer afternoon,To lie, dreaming, lost among fields of grass.I would not have been unhappy -Is a mouse unhappyBecause he scurries among fields of grain,Without ever seeing the sky?You sneaked upon me, catlike,And stole my soul.And now,Will you toy with my love?by Shellen Wu, Setauket, NY

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