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When I come home again
My sadness will be lost
Not. For the miseries of
Youth's passions linger
Do not say, friend, that
Age, or wisdom, or time
Erases the painful consequences of
Springtime's neglect of duty
To be free of this pain
To find rest at last; I long
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Michael J. Wine
I am a fantasy and science fiction writer, and I also like to write the occasional poem or essay. I aim to make my stories as unique and yet meaningful as I can, and I hope you enjoy them.
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Great entry for the inverse! I like how the meaning of the opening completely changes on the re-read “When I come home again My sadness will be lost”, and the tone shifts the other way. Nicely done👏
Note: This story has opposite meanings when read top to bottom.