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Old Flame

 

Though irretrievably
We had missed the boat
And in the meantime comfort
From many a consort
I did sought,
Still your substitute
I haven't got
From the lot
Fate's wind
On its sway has brought.

Yesterday's old flame
Has conveyed to me
The same!

love of my lifememorysad love

◄ Come to Ethiopia

To hell I am inured ►

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