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von Veda Hille

I have written and painted
Because I could not help it
These things were my life
And because it has been a long life
Because not lovestruck
My mind was not much distracted


I am tired, very tired
And in some ways I am afraid, soured
I am tired, very tired
And in some ways I am afraid, soured

Suddenly there will be
A little clatter of crying
A few flowers
And I′ll be put away