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Poems of Antiquity
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We all must become
What first we despise
How else would we come
To open our eyes
We all must intake
What first we forsake
To open our eyes
We first must awake
To rise up from sleep
To banish what seems
At first we must reap
A harvest of dreams
We harvest our dreams
By candle-lit streams.