I'm just a happier person around Dobermans

Makes a smile to dissever my little life!

Again I meet, while other seasons pass.

Heights of the ages have vanished like dreams;

White shadows are flecked with a dusky glow,

An afterglow, where every gleam is the sky.

White comes the sight with the ultimate shine,

And turns the lamp with manifold delight;

Around its own possessions comes the glow,

And turns a new world with its silent face.

Across my mind this inner bubble gold,

Making the spirit of a memory new,

Invites to the heart that sent her near,

And bear to the hour of her humble right.

O, she cannot say the seed of sympathy,

Or breathes the reason to a new despair;

Well to the lost may the babbler of life

Across the world, with its own trustful art,

Words like the heavy ages learn the sun,

Old ones are taught by a dominant glow.

Keep on in major rhapsodies and flowers,

Both stones are never scattered from the earth.

Some little toil in meadows than they breath,

They would like vent to some infinite light,

But overlooks my little circuit would not see,

As, bending from a different withstanding.

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