My Sorrow

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Some things have passed,
Unsorrowed, from this world,
The beautiful and brave
Unwept, forgotten,
And things I long to know,
I never will,
Swept onward by the
Carelessness of men...
These things I mourn
With full and tender heart
And teardrops fall
For those I could not save...
I give them all the tribute that I can -
And a promise for tomorrow.


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