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It is not a word spoken,
Few words are said;
Nor even a look of the eyes
Nor a bend of the head,

But only a hush of the heart
That has too much to keep,
Only memories waking
That sleep so light a sleep.


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Added: 12 Aug 2002 | Last Read: 2 Dec 2008 7:46 PM | Viewed: 2536 times

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