To Age

April 5, 2011
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There is no face less tactful
Than that of he who wears the day
With chisels black
He carves a groove
On the brow so brut'lly bold

No pallid tongue spews skin like his
No vacant eyes so wink
As those of he
Who truth forsees--
Who orbits slowly ever speeds

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