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WAR AND WOE
In throes abysmal,
I wandered like a waif
On the sinister hour, I trode broken and torn,
Desolate and sombre
Mourning and wailing,
Wistfully watching those in mirth,
Beams did me...
I wandered like a waif
On the sinister hour, I trode broken and torn,
Desolate and sombre
Mourning and wailing,
Wistfully watching those in mirth,
Beams did me...
