An attempt at old-style musical poetry

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Postbag

Bring back the wind from my country;

Tell the flowers, I said hi --

Their scents have been away from me

In a while.

Bring back the rain from my city;

Tell the furry one I'll be fine:

No love's crossed my heart

In a while.

Bring back the sleep to my pillow,

Tell my Mamma I'm doing alright:

No tears have passed my eyes

In a while.

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