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With the dead shroud of past days to my face, I find but solitude upon the way, With Memory’s light to guide my pen I trace This, lest today forget its yesterday.

With the dead shroud of past days to my face,
I find but solitude upon the way,
With Memory’s light to guide my pen I trace
This, lest today forget its yesterday.

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