Short is the day that passes by, unnoticed
Unending is the moment of a Lover’s glance
Brothers for whom loyalty is fiercest
Are friends forged by divine happenstance
And so I sit, dumbstruck and rude
Steeped in Love, and moments, and peace
Time is ancient and time is crude
Long shall he live, long after I cease
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Short is the Day
December Rose 
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