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 he, the loved, and she the lover;
 nothing comes of symmetry --
 we can duck, but cannot cover
 what becomes our misery

 some are served, and some are servers
 banked in clouds in distant lands --
 he, the cold, and she the fervor,
 flowers placed on

 one-night stands
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