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To Rise Above Our Age
She awakened to a world she did not know
where fair maidens dress the world does show
their charms in unseemly, wanton pose
cast off their virtue ere their beauty glows
Reached for the coach had conveyed her there
Alas! Her fingers grasped but frightful air
Lay her down by virgin clearwater brook
Her reflection gasped, her once-sweet life she took...
We fool ourselves we’ll rise above our age
~ Best heed the words written 'cross this page
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Gershon Wolf
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