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A MEMORY OF MY SCHOOL DAYS
Sand drifts far away
stoned trees stand
A friend nowhere.
The lone boulder shakes
The Cypress tree swirls
But she's nowhere.
Teardrops flow
Uncontrollably
As in the distance
I see her stare.
A loving hand can break
All man-made chains
And a woman with her love
Can Paradise reclaim.
