The Star-Crossed Lovers
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CONTEXT:
In English class we had to write a poem inspired by an Irish poet named Yeats. I decided to write mine as an answer of one of his poem entitled "An Irish Airman Foresees his Death".
DESCRIPTION:
So, it's from the sight of the airman's widow for whom a hatred towards the enemies, who killed the love of her life, is born all along the poem.
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