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About This Poem
THE GOLDEN FLEECE
The night calmly come
This erratic weather
Rarely that I glimpse
Any stars and the moon
Although like a peeping mode
Over the sky above I can see
The flickering golden fleece
Trying to hover me
I suddenly catch one
But the flicker so tender
Aloft wave goodbye
Alas, what have I done
To cause me alone in big trouble
I remember God, seek out His guide
The next day night…
Again the golden fleece come
This time a hundred twinkle amusing me!
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