You're too young to be this sad
The old woman told her
Since when did age filters pain?
The young girl wondered
You're too old to enjoy this game
The young girl told her
Since when did age limits joy?
The old woman wondered
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RHYMES OF MELANCHOLY
PoetryPOEM COMPILATION *** Under the gaze of the moonlight, The stars asked three people that night, "What will you give in exchange for my light?" The doctor answered, "I'll give you my sight, So you will see the world in someone's eyes." The teacher sai...
