A Throe Upon The Features
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A throe upon the features A hurry in the breath An ecstasy of parting Denominated Death An anguish at the mention Which when to patience grown, I’ve known permission given To rejoin its own.
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A throe upon the features A hurry in the breath An ecstasy of parting Denominated Death An anguish at the mention Which when to patience grown, I’ve known permission given To rejoin its own.