TOO LATE
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It is too long, too long! My heart grows old with grieving For the touch of you. It is too far, too far! My eyes are dazed With searching emptiness,— The dark, the blurred horizon With its dust of other feet. It is too late, too late! Gray thoughts stalk round me With their death. I strike my tent, I go. Not even dreams can bring you now,— Too long, too far, too late!