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Quarrel in Old Age
| Where had her sweetness gone? | | What fanatics invent | | In this blind bitter town, | | Fantasy or incident | | Not
worth thinking of, | | Put her in a rage. | | I had forgiven enough | | That had forgiven old age. | | | | | | All lives that has
lived; | | So much is certain; | | Old sages were not deceived: | | Somewhere beyond the curtain | | Of distorting
days | | Lives that lonely thing | | That shone before these eyes | | Targeted, trod like Spring. |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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