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The golden dawn | The golden dawn in my life, | ||
Is it | Is it returning another time? | ||
Countless pains, countless | Countless pains, countless torments, | ||
Countless shames— the gloom is rent. | Countless shames— the gloom is rent. | ||
So many eves, so many morns, | So many eves, so many morns, | ||
So many | So many nights, both spring and autumn, | ||
So | So much hope and expectation– | ||
Upon tears they've floated off. | |||
Morning's sun beams on the eastern heavens, | |||
The | The wind rises on fragrance of flowers; | ||
With the new year, with a new happiness, | |||
Memories of affliction, they all vanish. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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