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31.366 - Mended Heart | by Quixotic Pixels
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31.366 - Mended Heart

They laid their hands upon my head,

They stroked my cheek and brow;

And time could heal a hurt, they said,

And time could dim a vow.

And they were pitiful and mild

Who whispered to me then;

"The heart that breaks in April, child;

Will mend in May again."

Oh, many a mended heart they knew;

So old they were, and wise.

And little did they have to do

To come to me with lies!

Who flings me silly talk of May

Shall meet a bitter soul;

For June was nearly spent away

Before my heart was whole.


-Dorothy Parker, The False Friends

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Taken on February 8, 2008