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One Day She Will Grow Old

One day she will grow old,

But never as old as I will be.

In a few years, she will be my age

But I will have moved on in haste.

My mind will be settled

By persistent interventions,

My future path decided

Whilst hers still hangs in the balance

Of an uninterrupted future

But until she grows old her beauty will remain