Regret
1
Stars through my dull window pane;
The shriveling husk
Of a yellowing moon on the wane;
And the dusk,
2
Star cascades spraying the earth
Through my tear drops wet;
And the soul-sob of dusk, — the rebirth
Of Regret
Stars through my dull window pane;
The shriveling husk
Of a yellowing moon on the wane;
And the dusk,
2
Star cascades spraying the earth
Through my tear drops wet;
And the soul-sob of dusk, — the rebirth
Of Regret
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