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Oh Hidden God
That I am subject to intemperate change
And victim to fate’s whimsy or fate’s spite
Seems strangely undeserved of late.
Sometimes, when all is well, I wish the sun
Would ne’er set swiftly on that day;
And night, dark night forget to call.
For I am dragged relentlessly each year
Through winter’s death, and then to be restored
In spring’s resurgent breath and there,
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Saturday 16th September 2023 10:49 am
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