John Donne, my dear
Virtuous You are I know
You have also a soul to whisper.
Taking breath in water
You said friends
Here is nectar in this life.
Nobody is smaller
Nobody is greater
That is known to everybody, my dear.
Life is moving in a circle
Early or late has no meaning at all
Time is fixed with no scheduled .
John Donne, my dear
I know being a perfect poet
You are here without any fear.
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