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Great Isolation
Dreams fade grey as dry as day
Soil staled into sand
By the sun's sweet dizzy stare
Dreams fade dullened bare
As if to say "I was never there"
As I walk the aisle, I walk the plank
And settle vows away
On the woken mourn of a new life
That stretches a deep dawn
Cross a dreary sky
All to early in a mild season
Time but heals isolation
Time but draws up curtains
To reveal all that time reveals
Time but treads
Through every simple season
Time will tell when the time is right
And my season is ripened thick
From bud to a blossom
And all questions conquered
