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Classic poem of the day

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The Eagle soars in the summit of Heaven,
The Hunter with his dogs pursues his circuit.
O perpetual revolution of configured stars,
O perpetual recurrence of determined seasons,
O world of spring and autumn, birth and dying!
The endless cycle of idea and action,
Endless invention, endless experiment,
Brings knowledge of motion, but not of stillness;
Knowledge of speech, but not of silence;
Knowledge of words, and ignorance of the Word.
All our knowledge brings us nearer to our ignorance,
All our ignorance brings us nearer to death,
But nearness to death no nearer to God .
Where is the Life we have lost in living?
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?
Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
The cycles of Heaven in twenty centuries
Bring us farther from God and nearer to the Dust.

I journeyed to London, to the timekept City,
Where the...

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member poem of the day

THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PERSON I HAVE EVER MET.

The sweetness on your face is like a scoop of intensely flavored and unbelievably delightful Italian ice-cream that every time you taste; you want to have more without worrying about calories.
You are that kind of beautiful.

When I see you, I get stuck in your beauty like a celebrity is stuck amidst his fans where every heart beats are filled with passion, happiness, and a desire to be closer, a further.
When you look in the mirror, the mirror must be thinking, today I saw the prettiest girl
The moon must be feeling envious of you every time you are admired that you look gorgeous than her
You are that kind of beautiful.

When you smile, it makes me believe the whole world is at your fingertips, all that you would convey through your smile can overwhelm anybody’s mind and heart, here mine. 
You are that kind of beautiful.

Your youthful skin shines when the sunlight k...

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