Question

(16 marks)
Section 2
The children run in spring's serene meadow,
Jovial, bold, wild, and free,
While I sit alone - an old man - buried in my
silent sorrow,
Hoping to be as carefree.
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Banished to a faraway land of quiet,
I wish I could laugh with glee,
Just like the children's laughter riot,
Live a life so jovial, bold, wild, and free.
ver each of the following questions in a few sentences.
hat is the poet talking about?
(2 marks)​

Answer 1

Answer:

Sorry I Don't Know

Explanation:

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