Lost Illusions





Oh, for the veils of my far away youth,

Shielding my heart from the blaze of the truth,

Why did I stray from their shelter and grow

Into the sadness that follows--to know!



Impotent atom with desolate gaze

Threading the tumult of hazardous ways--

Oh, for the veils, for the veils of my youth

Veils that hung low o'er the blaze of the truth!





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