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Swerling Poems - Poems about Swerling


The Trees
...I went for a walk One evening in the suburbs. I become lost easy in the beauty, Of nature. The air was cool and the wind blew soft and melow, through the trees the wind made music. The tree tops ble......

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Categories: swerling, grief, happiness, happy, how
Form: Romanticism

Book: Reflection on the Important Things