Glimpse
By PoetonaHill
Tue, 05 Sep 2017
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Glimpse
I wander in the wild-wood
where Leap, my dog, would play;
rest upon some grassy bank
where I with Megan lay.
Time you thief who stole my life,
the years go like a day.
Leap lies beneath the laurel,
my Megan went away.
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ah, time the thief, indeed it
ah, time the thief, indeed it can seem that way, but only if your life goes astray
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