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Thursday
By Edna St. Vincent Millay
And if I loved you Wednesday,
Well, what is that to you?
I do not love you Thursday--
So much is true.
And why you come complaining
Is more than I can see.
I loved you Wednesday,--yes--but what
Is that to me?
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