I don't know of the next breath,
Or of the schemes planned at length,
of the lofty aims,
Or of the incessant gains,
of the shackles of pain,
Or of the afflictions that maim,
Only the words I pen hereforth shall remain,
Bearing testimony through time's lane. . .
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