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To die — takes just a little while —

They say it doesn’t hurt —

It’s only fainter — by degrees —

And then — it’s out of sight —

A darker Ribbon — for a Day —

A Crape upon the Hat —

And then the pretty sunshine comes —

And helps us to forget —

The absent — mystic — creature —

That but for love of us —

Had gone to sleep — that soundest time —

Without the weariness —

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