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| When the merry crowd has left Silence comes again to reign. Suddenly we are bereft, But it's not a lasting pain. Happy voices gone away! Such a contrast when they're gone. Now there's no one left to play! We must simply muddle on. There's a time for everything In our maker's master plan. Look for what each day may bring. Live it fully while you can. | ||
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