the same girl is never the same ( 1)

ever in the spring of loving
ever in the fall of war
harvesting the spread of wonder
often less but always more

wandering in pure intention
lusting after the ideal
ever in the hills and valleys
of what's more than merely real

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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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