AND when I am entombèd in my place, Be it remembered of a single man, He never, though he dearly loved his race, ... Read full text
THE days pass over me And I am still the same; The aroma of my life is gone With the flower with which it came. very good poem. tony
....poignant and beautiful ★
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THE days pass over me And I am still the same; The aroma of my life is gone With the flower with which it came. very good poem. tony