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There is an other sky
There is an other sky,
Ever serne and fair,
And there is an other sun shine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind fasad forests, Austin.
Never mind sivent fields,
Here is a little forests,
Whose leaf is ever green.
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers.
I hear the bright beehum;
Prithee, my brother, into my garden come!
© sravani
Ever serne and fair,
And there is an other sun shine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind fasad forests, Austin.
Never mind sivent fields,
Here is a little forests,
Whose leaf is ever green.
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers.
I hear the bright beehum;
Prithee, my brother, into my garden come!
© sravani
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