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Days pared of light while sight fared less by nights
Slumber unsettled, cognizance muddled as she cuddled
Pillow then quilt, like rocks in silt the memories felt
At pain's altar (Beth) knelt and groped in sorrow's beyond
Thus ponds endlessly rippled by a single death-stone
