Pas la Couleur, rien que la nuance!
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Line 14; Sorrell p. 125
By far the worst pain
Is not to understand
Why without love or hate
My heart's full of pain.
Falling tears in my heart,
Falling rain on the town.
Why this long ache,
A knife in my heart.
The long sobs of
The violins
Of autumn
Lay waste my heart
With monotones
Of boredom.
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