Of Sorry Eyes in March

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Destiny marks your life With a knowing finger The act of desire has walked on by An ancient sorrow limps from your eyes It is just your tears left to eat Flies lie dying on your sorry lips And on young love's broken wings And the stone that lets you drown You are not worth stopping for The Earth With all its blessing And the endless fathoms of night Lay a raft of gold for you My field here Is where we end
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