Obsolete! Bury those Pride fallible
In the stately stream; holding my thoughts,
Profound! Humanity in its childish sigh;
Bury not! Pains prized from greats.
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Deb, I'm not worthy to interpret this piece, however I think that the third stanza rises and sings in its own right, it is really very beautiful. I'll look forward to further comments from others so I can hope to appreciate it further.
This poem is the definition of perfection