Berenice Poems - Poems about Berenice

...The whole day bares your wistful name my sweetest Berenice, The sun's your face it's rays your hair when you wake up at dawn, And clouds of black are as my soul was then when you were gone, They c......

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...Berenice! Berenice! Where are your teeth? And where did I leave my soul? I had it yesterday before the lecture, Where I took in so so much, And I’ve never known so little since, I ran for 30 seconds......

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