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THE PREDESTINED
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You are gone now: it's turned cold:
Very good you were and dear.
Wear the looks you wore of old
When we meet,—some other year.
Page:Flower of youth, poems in war time, Tynan, 1915.djvu/61
You are gone now: it's turned cold:
Very good you were and dear.
Wear the looks you wore of old
When we meet,—some other year.