I feel my days may end too soon to see
The world, and know the truth of everything. It may be fancy to believe I could, But time is far too short to even try. The world is opened up for me to find The ways of love and thought, but now I am Tied up in what I have to do each day; Will I ever find time if now I don't? |
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