I Shall Become
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Peter S. Quinn
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I shall become
What roses are now
Where freshness is from
Of brightness brow
I shall always be
Like morning sunshine
Fresly so free
Never to decline
I shall be true
In every my way
See clearly thru
Day by its new day
Like feeling are its toch
An afair of its heart
Everything that‘s much
Right here at this start
I shall want love
Coming and to give
Much in much so of
That my ways could live
You and I for this
Just an adore all
Making its coming bliss
Giiving its truest call
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