2 You

I'd got your letter, darling
That one which's written by
Your clear and neat handwriting
By snow ink last night
Of winter and the first night
Of tender early spring
From now-here with love
On any day. It's linked
With "never happened past
To ever-may-be future"
By ours parting dusk
By only love is mutual
I hope you're happy there
You'll be ... at anywhere


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