As Sacred Becomes the Past
As sacred becomes the past, the old times laugh youth away--
the words, the music thrilled us with elated visions of life, and
we remember her lonely seduction at the high school dance:
'In love like this, crazy but it's true--
I only want to be in love with you...'
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