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Missing 3/31/2007 No name The scent of cypresses on sunny afternoon Wild, dreaming palm trees in the sleeping air This beauty hurts because for me alone This sun will now shine and you are far Far gone, but eyes--your 4 Comments, 18 Views, 1 Votes ,5.00 Score | |
Death 3/31/2007 The death of summer—how sad, and for a while, I will lament, Until the gold and scarlet leaves must bury what remained of me. No foliage is thick like this: the dome of sky no more can see: But leav 4 Comments, 13 Views, 1 Votes ,5.00 Score |
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