With Life; Coming To An End
Why be fretful o'er it
With greater bulging fear?
Past its many causes to be!
Down whose threat did uprear.
Often you're looked into
Twilight's shadow of this.
With it grave-lain, can you recall
Day's soul, the sun as deep?
Tomorrow's dreamer; never asleep
To what dawns for bliss.
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