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Friday, October 23, 2009
All Things Will Die by A.L. Tennyson (19)
This poem is depressing. It basically rips apart everything good about life. For example, it starts with the clear blue river, warm south winds blowing, and white clouds fleeting. Then it moves to "the streams will cease to flow; the wind will cease to blow; and the clouds will cease to fleet." This is make me sad, life ending and everything.
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I feel the same way about this poem. so depressing, thinking about everything ending. Good comment.
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