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   To Diane... a dear friend who gave me the insight of hope Ivory Tower The product of untimely loves That left confusions as they passed You searched for Ivory Tower walls With which to keep you safe at last So of the burning fear of love... And with the sharpened tools of pride You've forged these walls to build your tower For your heart to safely hide But captive of your Ivory Tower Built to stand the test of time Walls that hold no door to pass Nor offer faults by which to climb And deep within your Ivory Tower Safe from all the pains of man A time will come you'll starve for love And who shall enter... No one can
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