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THE POET'S MORNING
And morning came just like Khayyam* said
Cleaving the night, bringing day instead
And the poet who spent hours talking about love
Found his heart cut deep by the spear of dread.
And morning came just like Khayyam* said
Cleaving the night, bringing day instead
And the poet who spent hours talking about love
Found his heart cut deep by the spear of dread.
