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Break of Dawn.

It was but 'A Midsummer's Night Dream',
Of my lover and I in warm embrace,
But before our lips could meet,
Or become acquainted,
The envious Sun parted us with its piercing rays,
I awoke from the dream suppressing a scream,
Pacing lifelessly,
All I had was the whisper of your name
Sung by the sympathetic wind to my ear,
I called your name Ife, Ife,
The heir,
To the throne of my heart.

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Free verse
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so many will enjoy it
Friend I did
I can't read
beyond 20 lines
I call them epicurial

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