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FUTILITY by LE BARON COOKE

First Line: I CAUGHT A MOONBEAM FLITTING THROUGH YOUR DARK HAIR
Last Line: THROUGH YOUR TANGLED LOCKS.
Subject(s): JEALOUSY;
I caught a moonbeam flitting through your dark hair
Which I strangled for daring to caress you;
But when I opened my palm I found my hand
Stained with my own blood,
While the moonbeam played with tantalizing evasion
Through your tangled locks.



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