Once
Beauty was of my body
But now not so.
Once
Strength was of my limbs
But not now so.
Once
Flashes of thought
Shot through the brain of
Youth
A fire that burnt quick
Shone
Speeding as the lightning
Speeds:
The halo of strength
And beauty relative was
In my hair:
But now not so.
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