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retirement poem

it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
all down the years
old wine to drink
since i have felt the sense of death
world that changes under my hand
there was a time in former years
all my love for my sweet
do i like it
up from the meadows rich with corn
i walk down the garden paths
under dusky laurel leaf

 



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