There be those days, those moments of despair,
When I’d but wish to banish thee from every whirl;
And in those times, when in fact truly I do dare,
Too much hope clings to each sigh’s gentle curl.

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There be those days, those moments of despair,
When I’d but wish to banish thee from every whirl;
And in those times, when in fact truly I do dare,
Too much hope clings to each sigh’s gentle curl.

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