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How deftly somber songs bestill
A heart's own beating pulse,
And in its absence promptly fill
A deepened sense of loss.
I woke with joy's soft, sprightly kiss -
My sorrow a surprise -
To fall so sharp, so low, so quick,
With dust upon my eyes.
A heart's own beating pulse,
And in its absence promptly fill
A deepened sense of loss.
I woke with joy's soft, sprightly kiss -
My sorrow a surprise -
To fall so sharp, so low, so quick,
With dust upon my eyes.
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Some songs just evoke a certain sorrow, no matter how much you enjoy the sound.
Yes. I think you captured that idea well here.
Yes. I think you captured that idea well here.