Abrupt The Poet Seer
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The Poet Seer
Sing of
Raw verse and
Song.
The Ages pass!
He said
We grow
All were so young
All drank the fount of youth
All were small boys
Small girls
But now
Now
Totter in our ageing.
For all
The Ages pass!
Age his scythe mows
And passes
All
All
Nay
Even the Poet Seers
Below the Muse's hands
For all
The Ages pass!
Alas!
At last!
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