709 Many Days Of Pain To Gain

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709 Many Days Of Pain To Gain

709

Many

Days

Of

Pain

To 

Gain;

 

That’s how many

That’s many

That’s too many

That many

 

Days how many

That’s many

That’s too many

That many

 

Pain how many

That’s many

That’s too many

That many

 

That’s how many

That’s many

That’s not many

That’s plenty

 

Ways how many

That’s many

That’s not many

That’s plenty

 

Gains how many

That’s many

That’s not many

That’s plenty


By
William Loggins

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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