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Where most surely comes a day / When all the sweets you've gourged / Will turn your stomach sick / And all the friends you've loved / Will go away / And every gold swift hour / Will be an hour of pain / And every sun-filled cloud / A cloud of rain / And even the withered flowers / Will lose their long-held faint perfume / And you alone will be with you / In that last room --
Only your single selves together / Facing a single doom.