a poem

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we walked together to the bay
the bay of solomon
we passed our old time
time of joy an joy only
and when sorrow comes
life stands between us
i saw the sun departs-
day departs
in the core of night.
i look forward
no trail left
and i look no further
nor i see my own mark
i never saw such grey world
dews reach to earth so quiet
so quick
and we disappear like dews
so quiet
so quick
to grey earth
giving space for a new birth