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“the Dying Day” (A Sonnet)

The dying yesterday tries to survive

Under the wing of its own despondence

But the joy of today still here alive

With its last vapour of faith to condense

And tomorrow’s sparkle now starts to gleam
For a painted vase holds the day that’s gone
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