'WHEN by my solitary hearth I sit,
And hateful thoughts enwrap my soul in gloom;
When no fair dreams before my 'mind's eye' flit,
And the bare heath of life presents no bloom;
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A tuneless whistle scribbles mind and a nameless flute fills tune of hope in mind mesmerizing life in state of eternity. Life is full of joy and grief. Cruel despair provokes thought. We like love and peace. May God bring peace for all....10
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A tuneless whistle scribbles mind and a nameless flute fills tune of hope in mind mesmerizing life in state of eternity. Life is full of joy and grief. Cruel despair provokes thought. We like love and peace. May God bring peace for all....10