***
And as our grief falls flat and hollow
upon the billion-blooded sea,
I cry when it's fashionable to laugh,
I am old when it's fashionable to be young.
***
And as our grief falls flat and hollow
upon the billion-blooded sea,
I cry when it's fashionable to laugh,
I am old when it's fashionable to be young.
***
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