I have written a raucous valentine to a poet's dream and agony.

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Love is a hole in the heart.

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We looked on the hopheads, crooks and gunsels and on their bawdy ladies as members of a family among whom we were privileged to move. There was no caste system, moral or social, in our manners.

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