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You told me in a dream you always loved
me. I wept with joy at what with joy you said. My sadness was not there. It was so lovely. And with you was my darling, also dead. The sky was with an early sunrise burning, Yet still with ample darkness for the moon, Which held the secret of its youthful yearning Although it knew that it would vanish soon. How wonderful, I thought, at last to hear you Say what I had known but never heard! Abandoned, I have long longed to be near you And find my long-lost refuge in a word. I saw the truth of it within your eyes And blessed the dream that ends but never dies. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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