I Gave Away

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I gave away
pieces of myself
without a thought;

Whomever asked
I gave a rose
a song, a dance,
a sweet romance,
naive repose;

Whomever sought
I gave a part:
my thyme, my thoughts,
my beauty spots, 
my open heart;

Without a thought
I gave my hours,
my days, my years,
my hopes, my fears,
my flowers.

I gave them away,
but they were worth
all the treasures,
all the pleasures
I have known on Earth.

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