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short friendship poem

one sweetly solemn thought
the meadow was creeping
there are three ways in which men take
lady, your heart has turned to dust
i heard the wind all day
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
dear wife
i think it just splendid
i love the old melodious lays
babylon-where i go dreaming
noises that strive to tear
come down at dawn from windless hills
she heard the children playing in the sun

 



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