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Lost Doll

For A.L.C.

I walked the path in blindness,
Not seeing what lie ahead.
But if for want of dying,
I’d have stayed myself in bed.
Though light still soothes my temperament,
And Sun, my heart still holds,
I, in your death, am forced to live,
And quiet my fears alone.

(1999)

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