Life's Jewels
My worthless being in profane despair,
'Neath the slow-moving wheels I fling away;
Pass on, pass on more quick! 1 cannot bear
This bitter lingering torment of delay.
Crush out my senses quick, unpitying wheels;
My heart, though wholly powerless, still feels.
'Neath the slow-moving wheels I fling away;
Pass on, pass on more quick! 1 cannot bear
This bitter lingering torment of delay.
Crush out my senses quick, unpitying wheels;
My heart, though wholly powerless, still feels.
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