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Why beauty is a kin to sadness; Why joy is often paid with tears; Why tears and laughter mingle freely; Why…
Don’t ask me Why fear’s a kin to madness; Why anguish is often paid with tears; Why tears and laughter mingle freely; Why…
Tears and laughter mingle freely; They’re the same and worlds apart; They’re each the end of one big circle, Each the other’s inner heart, Each the other’s needed part. * |
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This poem remains the
intellectual property of Captain Troy. |
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