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We both shed many bitter tears,

But married in the after years,

And then

We once more parted. In the street,

As strangers now, we never greet

Each other.

I saw you walking yesterday,

Beside you, slightly streaked with grey,

Your brother,

Reminding me of years that range

Against us. Soon the latest change

Will come,

Rh