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Edna St. Vincent Millay - Witch-Wife
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She is neither pink nor pale, 
   And she never will be all mine; 
She learned her hands in a fairy-tale, 
   And her mouth on a valentine. 
She has more hair than she needs; 
   In the sun `tis a woe to me! 
And her voice is a string of colored beads, 
   Or steps leading into the sea. 
She loves me all that she can, 
   And her ways to my ways resign; 
But she was not made for any man, 
   And she never will be all mine.
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