Remembering
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Sandra Feldman
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As our hands become entangled,
In Life's nightmarish affaires,
I conclude with all this living,
That most loves are quite unfair.
Lovers seeking in the moonlight,
Paths, perhaps they'll never find,
Hearts that wither like a flower,
Memories, that stay behind.
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