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    The tide comes into the shore
    the rivers roll to there briny-end
    the rain falls onto my face
    the harvest moon comes up again
    and the song-sparrow falls to the ground
    to fly no more
    the mystery persists
    where is
    the meaning in this All-business
    and i still love you, my friend
    even thou you lied to my face.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    Pavlos47’s Poems (13)

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    Thanks fer Nuthang 1
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