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Days Of 1903

I never found them again the things so quickly lost….
The poetic eyes, the pale
Face…. in the dusk of the street….

I never found them again the things acquired quite by chance,
That I gave up so lightly;
And that later in agony I wanted.
The poetic eyes, the pale face,
Those lips, I never found again.


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Poem Days Of 1903 - Constantine P Cavafy