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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37618" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Mirabeau bridge</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37618" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Under the Mirabeau bridge flows the Seine<br>And all our loves<br>Why does it make so plain<br>That any joy must always follow pain<br> <br>Let the night come the hour sound clear<br>The days all pass I’m still here<br> <br>Our hands intertwined let’s stay face to face<br>While far below<br>The bridge of our arms strays<br>The languid wave of each endless gaze</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=37618" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Let the night come the hour sound clear<br>The days all pass I’m still here<br> <br>Our love drifts away like these waters flow<br>Love drifts away<br>And our lives are so slow<br>With Hope more violent than we could know<br> <br>Let the night come the hour sound clear<br>The days all pass I’m still here.<br> <br>The days and weeks pass in a ceaseless train<br>But no past time <br>Or past love comes again<br>Under the Mirabeau bridge flows the Seine<br> <br>Let the night come the hour sound clear<br>The days all pass I’m still here.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Guillaume+Apollinaire">Guillaume Apollinaire</a></strong></div>

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