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A PLACE OF DREAMS
HERE will we drink content, comrade o mine—
Here, where the little stream, to meet the sun,
Flows down a yellow rock like yellow wine.
Here, where the little stream, to meet the sun,
Flows down a yellow rock like yellow wine.
Here will we launch a leaf to distant shores,
And in it shut a word for Wonderland—
The blue Unknown beyond the sycamores.
And in it shut a word for Wonderland—
The blue Unknown beyond the sycamores.
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