Dec. 17th, 2019

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I dreamed a dream that I would write
a poem a day for a year's time
and now that dream is vanished quite
I strain to reach each new rhyme
but in the night regrets return
for all the poems I didn't burn
because I never in the first place
wrote them to my lasting disgrace

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