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-James Joyce-

Selasa, 11 Februari 2014

Young Man in Study

Young Man in Study

in the soundless forest,
I saw a pale hoary man swing a lantern in his hand,
walking leisurely in the nightfall like a gentle breeze,
guide himself to the way.

thru the moon and stars,
I know where the sun rise and fall;
In the dim a slight pace taken blindly,
 I toward him, I myself toward where he gone.

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