‘In all honesty, I want to die.’ Leaving for good after a good long cry, She said: ‘We both have suffered terribly, But, Sappho, it is hard to say goodbye.’ I said: ‘Go with my blessing if you go Always remembering what we did. To me You have meant everything, as you well know. ‘Yet, lest it slip your mind, I shall review Everything we have shared – the good times, too: ‘You culled violets and roses, bloom and stem, Often in spring and I looked on as you Wove a bouquet into a diadem. ‘Time and again we plucked lush flowers, wed Spray after spray in strands and fastened them Around your soft
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