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Yesterday is a tree with great spreading branches, and I lie in its shade, remembering.

These poem are ancient eulogies, with a recurrent note, ay! of melancholy waters, a chorus of sorrowful spaces, of long-lost dreams. His poetry is the eternal trickling of a desolate sound, the loss and the restitution of heartrending essences.