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Thou art lovely spring days
streams back over the gravity of Ebb
On the snap
Thee floating on a pale purple leaf
and the reason (where we may know)
The golden glisten day of May
Take me So far away
As you
Look like my friends
untouched
though I catch
yet in the illusion!
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem