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Saturday, May 9, 2020
Sappho Encomium Honey
None so highly revered
As she amongst us peace
Loving women whenever
She took up her lyre and all
Rude rowdy creatures drew
Back into silence so sweet it was
As balm to our oft offended ears.
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