7 (a Sonnet)

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The day is

Long; the night is

Gone; after so long, you

Come again.


I just can

Not wait for you

To see what wonders

Lie ahead.


You have not

Ever been here,

But I think you will

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I hope to see you soon.

In May, I hope I'll be there.

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