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A Poet's Epitaph
No joy is here to stroke away the hours
That love has bent with her mortal powers
So veil not the scaring in your solace-eyes
For they mark well the habitual pages,
Where your sweet incarnate spirit resides:
poem
by
Mark Heathcote
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