vioring the past [Full Poem] [Temp. 0.423]

vioring the past,
    Whilst the stars that stand and dare not break the strong school,
     Whilst the ever-day with fiery challenge bright,
         And the star in the woods and bitter ways
         Of the Greek's season and sweetest by the grass,
         Their storms are spread the showers of the spring
     A little child of pain with them the stars
     That grown a grave while the stars are in the midst.
     When we will start the storms of the prow,
     And the stones that want to do not see
     The time before the ocean where thy breast
     Is not a greater childhood mine.
     The winds were green in pressure of the steep,
     And the shadow of the strawberry showers ring,
     And still the hard flown course and star--
     Nor the winds white wings are broken;
     And sometimes were a friend of the free
         When under the streets of the sky.
     The stars will dry the rest and start,
         And spreads the flashing stream.
         The snowful armor made a common state,
         And greatest whom the strangers were looked
         On the stages in the streets of the stars
         Of the mountains like a thousand days,
         The river sweeps the flowers in the streets;
         Where the shadow of the stream will stand
         The strongest stars that light the stars.
                   The bright sunshine of the sun,
               And the steambranch of the fields

Friendly

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