The Curse

Ah Poe,
Dear brother,
Release me
From your curse.
Knowing now
The fondest love,
Will always
Be the first.
By darkened tress
To recognize,
Angel gown
And fertile eyes,
The ocean stole
My love from me;
So alone
Will always be.

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