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But now that he has gone his way,
I miss the old sweet pain,
And
sometimes
in the night I pray
That he may come again.
Sara Teasdale - Helen of Troy
But now that he has gone his way,
I miss the old sweet pain,
And
sometimes
in the night I pray
That he may come again.
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