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A crooked line

New love, new love, where are you to lead me?

All along a narrow way that marks a crooked line.

How are you to slake me, and how are you to feed me?

With bitter yellow berries, and a sharp new wine.

 

Dorothy Parker

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Uploaded on February 18, 2008
Taken on February 17, 2008