Poet: Carl Sandburg
Year: Published/Written in 1918
Comment 1 of 1, added on October 26th, 2005 at 8:40 AM.
I envision this every time I see myself passing to the other side. Gliding, sliding throught to streams unknown, crystal clear, alive with the remnants of the bones of the ages of shipwrecks and sorrows of war. Fleets of a world lost and won.
Donna from United States
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