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| From the book Old Songs | | (1980-1981) |  |
| Dedication | Remember, I say, remember
remember, I say and weep:
all will desert, all will change
and hope itself kills.
The ocean does not flow into the river;
the river does not return to its source;
time has spared no one –
but I love you, as if
all this was and is.
Gregory O'Brien and Jacob Edmond | |
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