After a hundred years
Nobody knows the place
Agony, that enacted there
Motionless as peace
Weeds triumphant ranged
Strangers strolled and spelled
At the lone orthography
Of the elder dead
Winds of summer fields
Recollect the way
Instinct picking up the key
Dropped by memory
Nobody knows the place
Agony, that enacted there
Motionless as peace
Weeds triumphant ranged
Strangers strolled and spelled
At the lone orthography
Of the elder dead
Winds of summer fields
Recollect the way
Instinct picking up the key
Dropped by memory
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