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graduation poem

mysterious night
sun stepped down from his golden throne
which i wish to remark
she heard the children playing in the sun
when the hours of day are numbered
winged shadows sweeping by
beneath my window in a city street
when i go back to earth
and how could you dream of meeting
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
over the river they beckon to me

 



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