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graduation poem

rising moon has hid the stars
she was a beauty in the days
little park that i pass through
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
though love repine, and reason chafe
roses and gold
tripping up, falling down
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
when i returned at sunset
so fallen

 



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