For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?
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Reflections of the times in which we live
These are the evenings for sitting out late
Busy’ness and the joy of progress
It’s not the hope which kills you.
For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?
Reflections of the times in which we live
These are the evenings for sitting out late
Busy’ness and the joy of progress
It’s not the hope which kills you.
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