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friendship poem

i stood by the open casement
listen to the sounding sea
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
like eagles on up high
i am singing to you
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
happiness
the poets tell
it was many and many a year ago
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon

 



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