English poem
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by Myrtle Reed (1874–1911)
Wake! For the hour of hope will soon take flight And on your form and features leave a blight; Since Time, who heals full many an open wound, More oft than not is impolite.
English poem
by Myrtle Reed (1874–1911)
Wake! For the hour of hope will soon take flight And on your form and features leave a blight; Since Time, who heals full many an open wound, More oft than not is impolite.