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The poem
that I chose for you
is simple,
as are all my singing poems.

It has the trace of a veil,
a little balsam,
and a taste of the honey
of lies.

There is also
the coming end of summer
when heat scorches the meadow
and the quick waters
of the river
cease to flow.


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Added: 1 Apr 2002 | Last Read: 28 Aug 2008 6:36 PM | Viewed: 2031 times

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