No gilded trophy for completed days
No rapturous choir or green displays
No grateful thanks and raw-bled tears
No merry tidings for peace sincere
No edged journeys in laughing crowds
No glittering corridors or streets allowed
No well-met expressions of loving warmth
No toasted sunsets or awaited dawns
No crystalline water for earned fires
No venerable heat for cherished pyres
No christened heads on soaring hearts
No polished crafts or practised arts
No cooling bedsheets for a prime repose
No strength for almighty hope deposed.
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