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Classics Poetry
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Catullus 8
Before Lesbia hurt you so bad,
The sun would shine so bright and mad.
Even so, you will be strong -
And she will realize she was wrong.
When she knows you won't call her, she'll be sad.
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