Quote #5

Little child Who was me once, My pity on you- And reverence. If we could meet Where I once strayed, The betrayer And the betrayed. If we could win back In Time's defiance, Would you be afeared of me, Ten-year-old Terence? No, you would not fear. You would love, trust, Cherish, admire This tedious dust. For oh! we were all brimming once With the sun-sparkled dew. One heart could have loved this hulk- The ignorant heart of you.

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