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Free verse № 49334

noon

Member since 2003 · Posted 18 May 2003 · 0 comments

The sun in sky slides from east to rest This doesn’t apply to when love is at best While happiness of sun is found out on the rims Yet happiness of love is greatest at ends The time when love is surly at best Is in the peak of the arch from east to west

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