In dreams, his presence seems to speak to me:
This fiery flower crushed by frozen steel.
His pen was more powerful than rifles.
His vast, surreal visions were unrivalled.
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A nice elegy.
'The light of his spirit helps me resist
The monotonous mists of Time. Indeed,
Ittransfigures dark, disenchanted streets.' - Love these lines of profound tribute.
My respect to the long demised poet.
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A nice elegy. 'The light of his spirit helps me resist The monotonous mists of Time. Indeed, Ittransfigures dark, disenchanted streets.' - Love these lines of profound tribute. My respect to the long demised poet.