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Life's Gulf Stream

Stars, that in the darkness bloom
Wither in the light;
Dreams, begotten of the gloom,
Take their morning flight.


And, the gleam of fancy gone,
From the current of the dawn
Tidal memories are drawn
To the coast of Night.

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