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As I grow older, looking back, I see Not those the longest planted in the heart Are the most missed. Some unions seem to be Too close for even death to tear apart. Those who have lived together many years, And deeply learnt to read each other's mind, Vanities, tempers, virtues, hopes, and fears-- One can not go--nor is one left behind. Alas, with John and me this was not so; I was defrauded even of the past. Our days had been so pitifully few, Fight as I would, I found the dead go fast. I had lost all--had lost not love alone, But the bright knowledge it had been my own.