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UNCHANGED.
I know that time will streak with grey
That raven hair in years;
I know those eyes, at last, will dim
With age as well as tears;
Year after year, I know, some charm
Will from that form depart,
But well I know, the thought of me
Will never leave your heart.
That raven hair in years;
I know those eyes, at last, will dim
With age as well as tears;
Year after year, I know, some charm
Will from that form depart,
But well I know, the thought of me
Will never leave your heart.
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Through years, and cares, and every change
That time and grief can bring;
Through life and death, still will your heart
To that but closer cling.
I know that all things else held dear,
With years less dear will be;
But I know unchanged, love, to the last
Will live your love for me.
That time and grief can bring;
Through life and death, still will your heart
To that but closer cling.
I know that all things else held dear,
With years less dear will be;
But I know unchanged, love, to the last
Will live your love for me.
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