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The Hour When We Shall Meet Again
RVS (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

The Hour When We Shall Meet Again

Poem By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Lively, full of energy, the piano is playing melodies in this mind
to write to, a sophisticated yet simple way to write to music.

Never being allowed to forget anything, letting it fall upon photo-
graphic screens forever in this life.

Enjoying remembering most things and placing them in poetry journals
and eventually into books being published one after another.

Leaving a legacy of literature for whomever is interested in reading
poetry and learning.

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