Classic poem of the day
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When you shall see me in the toils of Time,
My lauded beauties carried off from me,
My eyes no longer stars as in their prime,
My name forgot of maiden fair and free;
When, in your being, heart concedes to mind,
And judgement, though you scarce its process know,
Recalls the excellencies I once enshrined,
And you are irked that they ha......
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boys in pressed suits, girl's milk white gloves.....holding melting chocolate bunnies
