You And I (Ii)
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Peter S. Quinn
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You and I
Too far away,
Like the sky
Or night and day;
An infinite line
A moment breeze,
Earth's design
Each gaieties.
You and I
Together though,
To make a tie
As feelings grow;
The falling leaf
With touch of old,
Inner believe
With outside hold.
You and I
Both born to drift,
Like clouds that fly
With air uplift;
Freshness eager
In each meeting,
Precious keeper
Of new inspiring.
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