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noon (Free verse) by pacleves The sun in sky slides from east to rest
This doesnât 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
Up the ladder:
DECAY
Down the ladder:
How now, mad cow
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Posted: May 18, 2003 10:35 AM PDT; Last modified: May 18, 2003 10:35 AM PDTWeighted score: 4.72186 Overall Rank: 11883 98 view(s)
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