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Light of my life,
Light in the dark,
I wish that were true.
You would never let me look up,
But now I have
Oh the irony,
To be in such disparity,
And yet so merry and gay,
Is this right is this O.K.?
Do you think he was the same way?
Witty Whitman and his writing foreplay?
