They
say that love goes where ‘tis sent,
I wish that it were true,
For
I have sent O, many times
My love to you.
I’ve
sent it by express, by mail,
By many ways alack!
By
wireless too, but every time
It has come back.
And
now a thought occurs to me,
This I would like to learn:
Were
I to carry it myself
Would I return?
April
19, ‘06
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