الخميس، 28 مارس 2019

Life

In a blink of an eye
Life goes by
It is but a running stream
A wethered dream
A fading gleam
It is but a hazey glow
a dying meadow
Pain and sorrow
Whither is fled the visionary gleam
Where is it now that glory and the dream

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