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Love has gone
A rocketing
That is not the worst
I could do
Without the thing
And not be the first
Joy has gone
The way it came
That is nothing new
I could get
Along the same
Many people do
Dig for me
The narrow bed
Now I am bereft
All my pretty hates
Are dead
And what have I left
