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happy birthday poem

night was black and drear
mysterious night
the meadow was creeping
i never knew the earth had so much gold
the darkness
there is no flock, however watched and tended
with the meek, brown eyes
why do
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
moonlight deep and tender
that strange companion came on shuffling feet

 



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