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1605

Each that we lose takes part of us;
A crescent still abides,
Which like the moon, some turbid night,
Is summoned by the tides.

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 27 May 2012 11:38 AM | Viewed: 6862 times

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