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when life is quite through with
and leaves say alas,
much is to do
for the swallow,that closes
a flight in the blue;

when love's had his tears out,
perhaps shall pass
a million years
(while a bee dozes
on the poppies,the dears;

when all's done and said,and
under the grass
lies her head 
by oaks and roses
deliberated.)

Added: 19 Aug 2001 | Last Read: 8 Aug 2008 9:07 PM | Viewed: 6833 times

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