The Beautiful Days Outside
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Shalom Freedman
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The beautiful days outside
The world we see in green
Is in old age
The hope of life
remaining just as it is
This kind of static joy
In just being able to go on
Is too
The real farewell
To what we were
When in the strength of our days
We strove to be someone the world.
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