The summer has faded in your soft, pale blue eyes.
There's a sadness about you that can't be denied.
O you may try to mask it will sweet illusions,
Yet you can't prevent those fresh tears of confusion
From bursting through. For these days of darkness, have cast
Their shadows. You cannot break away from your past.
You had the chance to go forth into fresher light,
But you surrendered, as it came into your sight.
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