Copper Sun (Cullen)/To One Who Was Cruel

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To One Who Was Cruel

THE wound you gaveWill not abide,Nor what you craveBe gratified.
Time with deft fingerProbing far,Will let lingerNo sign or scar.
Only a line like snow,So faint, so thin,Folks will not knowA wound has been.
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