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![]() The Fight Of Younth There are gains for all our losses There are balms for all our pains But when youth the dream departs It takes something form our hearts And never comes again We are stronger and better Under manhood’s stemer reigh Still we feel that something sweet followed younth With flying feet And will here ume again Something beautiful is ranished And we sign forn rain We behold it everywhere ON the earth and in the air But it never comes again
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