# Biarritz's Sunset

By [Sunset Lover](https://paragraph.com/@sunset-lover) · 2022-07-18

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Like a joy on the heart of a sorrow,

The sunset hangs on a cloud A golden storm of glittering sheaves, Of fair and frail and fluttering leaves, The wild wind blows in a cloud.

Hark to a voice that is calling

To my heart in the voice of the wind: My heart is weary and sad and alone,

For its dreams like the fluttering leaves have gone, And why should I stay behind?

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*Originally published on [Sunset Lover](https://paragraph.com/@sunset-lover/biarritz-s-sunset)*