Beauty And Sadness
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Shalom Freedman
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Beauty and sadness
Are two of life's gifts
I cannot write anymore
Because the words as they come mean
Only a dream that does not make sense to me
When one is young and lost
There is hope of finding the way
But so old now
And so tired
What can I hope for in these words?
Or any other?
Beauty and sadness
Life and death
The long road
And the quiet goodbye.
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