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Insperatus Amor37 I In wood and field and fen, In mountain and in city everywhere I wandered among men, And sought a rosebud for myself to wear:
II When, glancing by the way, Instead of a red rose I found a lone White iris-bloom that lay Drooping across my path: ‘tis now my own. ----¯---Jan 26:87
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“Unanticipated love.”