They’re finally here, and hesitance

Has kept him at a distance, still;

But love breaks down the strongest will

And sends it far away from sense –

Out past the highest, strangest hill

Where air is thin, and men grow dense

With all that’s come now he’ll refill

On love’s sweet share

Of hesitance

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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