'When I'm alone'--the words tripped off his tongue
As though to be alone were nothing strange.
'When I was young,' he said; 'when I was young...'
I thought of age, and loneliness, and change.
I thought how strange we grow when we're alone,
And how unlike the selves that meet, and talk,
And blow the candles out, and say good-night.
Alone...The
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