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FORLORN by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL

First Line: MY WISDOM CRUMBLES
My wisdom crumbles.
I am as a lone child.
Oh, had I the heart now
My weeping were wild.


My palace dwindles
Thin into air:
The Ancient Darkness
Is everywhere:


But the heart is gone
That could understand,
And the child is dead
That had taken Its hand.




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