The Heart of a Curricularalist Speaks

i thought bells were in the air

knowing that you were there

with me, watching that star set

the times i wouldnt forget

and storm sweeps away

the sweet flowers of May

picturesques fly

till thy art says goodbye

and i now…i am fine

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