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What
What is when, I do not know
Not mine to know but to care
The odyssey,eternity to run
where to, know what, or when,
laurels for victors' craven souls
fading leaves shriveled blooms
decorations; futile decorations
round the door prevent.
Roots prise stones,key-stones lose
what is when, perhaps ... ... ...
Victors' laurels shed the rain
revive fading leaves
which decorate the door
dying blooms no longer
prevent, roots to hold
the key-stone as ivy
binds dry-stone walls.
Not mine to know but to care
The odyssey,eternity to run
where to, know what, or when,
laurels for victors' craven souls
fading leaves shriveled blooms
decorations; futile decorations
round the door prevent.
Roots prise stones,key-stones lose
what is when, perhaps ... ... ...
Victors' laurels shed the rain
revive fading leaves
which decorate the door
dying blooms no longer
prevent, roots to hold
the key-stone as ivy
binds dry-stone walls.
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