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WITH SUPERB ONENESS - Henry Farrell

Be the tide of autumn in my eyes! My look is cold. O' who...can be so bold? But one, unable to eschew The new day conceive- It's light my learn of no deceive... But remarkedly well instead of meaning, With the tone of a golden eye- Merited the sun, transcending from the steep high; And !! a slight veteran showing I can... "With superb oneness" you may say! Is patrolling a great way, My count, not on account to say "a wanderer" But one in love, as a life claimer

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