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Senior Correspondent

Reverie

   And now he’s gone —
   When shall I see again
    the one I love?
   While stars above
    watch over me.
   Where is my love?
   On some far distant ship
    he sleeps tonight.
   While from on high
    the moon shines bright
    upon the sea.
   Will he return?
   Guide him always, dear God.
    Come back he must!
   I cannot live
    with only just
    a memory.

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