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I shall never lose you...



Memory

by Karin Boye

Quietly would I thank my fate:
never do I lose you entirely.
As a pearl grows in the mussel,
so within me
grows your dewy essence sweet.
If at last one day I forget you -
then you will be blood of my blood,
then you will be one with me -
may the gods grant that.


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