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Ah, The Springtime Souls

In the deepest catechism,
The truest sincerity
Of my soul,

I desire not my actions,
The quiet games so
Childish, grown old.

Secretly: I see this poem
Held free in your mind;

Dreams of peaceful times.
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Landrey 15 March 2007

such power and hope in those last three words, very very moving. I liked the way it tied everything from the poem up. -landrey

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