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design a poem on any topic

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Answered by Shravani83
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Beside a green meadow a stream use to flow,
so clear you might see the white pebbles below,
Lo! I have flung to the east and west,
Priceless treasures torn from my breast,
Gathered like pearls in their alien graves,
Silent they sleep by Persian waves,
I wandered lonely as a cloud,
That floats on high over vales and hills,
All must be false that thwart this one great end,
And all of God that mankind or mend.

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