The ashes of the rose
Lie hidden well
In autumn's urn:
Life saved; and life lost;
But the ardor
Of the young lover
Was as the
Net of the spider;
Entangling and destroying:
We came not back
That way again.
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Political,Social,Historical,and Biblical Commentary from a Remnant Follower of the Way: In Verse and Prose
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