
Is this but a dream,
or does my self-expression no longer carry merit?
Penny for your thoughts?
what an apt expression!
When once poets soared,
as hawks gilding across the skies,
now we have fallen low,
a beggar upon the street.

Is this but a dream,
or does my self-expression no longer carry merit?
Penny for your thoughts?
what an apt expression!
When once poets soared,
as hawks gilding across the skies,
now we have fallen low,
a beggar upon the street.

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