a distracted contact
She saw Him
He saw Her
Both on contacts
with the eye
whatever were the
distractions to be
it was but
a sweet meet
a sweet feast
a joyous joy
a pleasurable joy
a joyful meet
was it all
never to miss
yet still it
was a distract
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