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Found Out

Found Out

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


It comes to us all, we ask ourselves Is love the source of bliss? If true, then why did I love her so And yet feel so amiss? Could..
The Valley of Discontent

The Valley of Discontent

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


He gazed at me with his rheumy eyes, ‘You think that you’re getting old! You’ll not go travel that lonely valley Unt..