We talked as Girls do......
Fond..and late......
We speculated fair...
On every subject but the Grave
Of Ours....none affair
We handled destinies as cool.....
As we ...Disposers...be
And God, a Quiet Party...
To our Authority....
But Fondest, dwelt upon Ourself....
As we eventual...be...
When Girls to Women...soflty raised..
We occupied...Degree
We parted with a Contract
To cherish and to write
But heaven made both impossible
Before another night
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