Oh Sorrow
J Joyce Hemsley
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Forty words:
No friend to ever call her own
Immersed in quietude is she
No merriment to cheer the mind
Living in misery...
Obsessed with yesteryear
And all past cares and woes
Clutching parcels of secrets
As on life's way she goes.
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