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Night Oleander

"She saw me as a sweet peach
Raised in sunshine..
Blooms at clock nine..
But it is neither what she think nor she saw..
Sadly the peach she called
was a deadly oleander
blooming after the twilight
at the hour of eight
In the shade of sinful night.
Holding the poison
that could blur her sight "

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