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euw lovish poem

I know I will never,

never be embraced,

never make alive,

the gilded dreams

of home.

I know, I do.

I remember.

Before me I see vast sadness

and solitude,

shaded by whispering trees;

I keep a howling heart.

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[Sami Khalil]

"I know, I do.
I remember.

Before me I see vast sadness
and solitude,
shaded by whispering trees;
I keep a howling heart."

Once gilded dreams but now a howling heart. A splendid poem...:)...................