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The brilliant drunken druggy poet
Couldn't keep the score
He looked up at the living stars
And thought his love was more

Our bright and burning ball of passion
It gives and gives and gives
It powers every dancing cell
In everything that lives

When we look up at the stars
Praise their passion and their love
Doing everything we can 
To spread their Gift from up above

by Richard W. Bray 

Tags: Poetry, Recueil, The More Loving One, W.H. Auden

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