The Visage

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I saw a face, you see
This face I saw today
It dwelt in yesterday
And they looked out to the world
Looked out, the eyes in the face
All is still there, yet sans grace
But no, no, it’s a lovely visage
No, it does not lack in charm at all
Something’s missing, though, behind a shawl
I knew this face well
A face from the past
The face, the outcast
The spark not in the eyes
The face I saw was sad
The soul not more green-clad
I was sad the face was sad
I think back of times of awe
I don’t know the face I saw
Don’t recognize what I behold
And I know not before my eyes
I see a smiley face that cries

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