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I saw the hickeys of Aphrodite
On a human let into her rooms above.
I felt as jealous as a god almighty
Of the mortal she blessed with her gifts of Love.
I wondered what talent or Beauty or other
Caused her to summon him there.
I wandered and hungered and suffered all over
For only a scent of her hair.
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