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Poem 5 
Lesbia, come, let us live and love, and be 
deaf to the vile jabber of the ugly old fools, 
the sun may come up each day but when our 
star is out…our night, it shall last forever and 
give me a thousand kisses and a hundred more 
a thousand more again, and another hundred, 
another thousand, and again a hundred more, 
as we kiss these passionate thousands let 
us lose track; in our oblivion, we will avoid 
the watchful eyes of stupid, evil peasants 
hungry to figure out 
how many kisses we have kissed.

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from LOVE POLITICS AND INJURIES FROM ANCIENT ROME, released April 16, 2021

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