ii love you but ii hate you for ii do
not know where ii stand with you.
is it true I'm in love or love is in me
do you love me??...coz I'm doubting. ...
Browning, old fellow,
Your leaves grow yellow,
Beginning to mellow
As seasons pass.
Your cover is wrinkled,
And stained and sprinkled,
And warped and crinkled
From sleep on the grass.
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