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To Alice Dunbar
All the world is so sweet, dear
And matters so little to me—
You are the whole and the all, dear
The bride for eternity—
And matters so little to me—
You are the whole and the all, dear
The bride for eternity—
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Life is so gray and so brief dear
And it is so hard to live
Why should we neighbor with grief, dear
Better to love and forgive.
And it is so hard to live
Why should we neighbor with grief, dear
Better to love and forgive.
E'en tho' I miss you today, dear
Miss you and pass like a breath—
Love is puissant in serving dear
Far past the portals of death.
Miss you and pass like a breath—
Love is puissant in serving dear
Far past the portals of death.
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