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ID 14097
Date: 11/25/2006
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100 Greatest Love Poems ever written
Stephen Crane
Ah, God, the way your little finger moved
Ah, God, the way your little finger moved
As you thrust a bare arm backward
And made play with your hair
And a comb a silly gilt comb
Ah, God—that I should suffer
Because of the way a little finger moved.
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