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The Debt

 This is the debt I pay 
Just for one riotous day,
Years of regret and grief,
Sorrow without relief.
Pay it I will to the end -- Until the grave, my friend, Gives me a true release -- Gives me the clasp of peace.
Slight was the thing I bought, Small was the debt I thought, Poor was the loan at best -- God! but the interest!

Poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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