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Ah Sunflower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun; Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's journey is done; Where the youth pined away with desire, And the pale virgin shrouded in snow, Arise from their graves, and aspire Where my Sunflower wishes to go - William Blake
kataang0 added this comment 2008-02-27 13:20:37-06:00
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kataang0 added this comment 2008-02-27 13:20:37-06:00
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