Who seemed to smile
A little while
Showed promise now proved vain,
Time's heartless trial
Ends, closing file.
Dare others shoulder pain?
Blame seems servile,
Reaction's rile;
Exit well trodden lane
As life's exile
To worm from wile,
Hear now: What moral gain?
Can mortal bile
E'er reconcile
A life of strife when wane
Sinks fast, stills guile,
Expels time's dial,
Split seconds, death's disdain.
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