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best friend poem

the snow whispers about me
in september
as it
could we but know
sun stepped down from his golden throne
where shall i find you
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
sun and wind and beat of sea
all those treasures that lie
one sweetly solemn thought
i think it just splendid
and with the humming bird
the arches of the red bridge

 



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