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Each poet or poetess has his style or her own;
I know mine is subtle and delicate alone.
I sing of moonlit flowers in melancholy strain;
I write of weeping willows shedding tears in rain.
Like hidden emerald I'm ever kept apart;
On my self-made rosy leaf I pour out my heart.
Growing too old to sort my poems one by one,
I send you these old ones you may show to your son.








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