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it shall not hold you down


hold to me to my own truth —

love is long and round and raucous

and shall not hold you down


to a name

but a way of being


to a creed

but an agreement


to an answer

but an action


love will not ask of you

that you will not rest or wrong me,

only that you know you must,

and will love again.

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