 | A Book of Quatrains |  |
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DARK
LOOK at me quickly, then turn away,And I seem as black as the swarthy coal;
But run to my lullaby heart to stay,
And watch how brightly I nurse my soul!
| A Book of Quatrains | |
And I seem as black as the swarthy coal;
But run to my lullaby heart to stay,
And watch how brightly I nurse my soul!