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The Sun Is Dying; Space And Room

Joaquin Miller

The sun is dying; space and room.
Serenity, vast sense of rest,
Lie bosomed in the orange west
Of Orient waters. Hear the boom
Of long, strong billows; wave on wave,
Like funeral guns above a grave.

(C) Joaquin Miller
06/28/2019


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