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When I remember bygone daysI think how evening follows morn;
So many I loved were not yet dead,
So many I love were not yet born.
Ogden Nash
Frederic Ogden Nash (August 19, 1902 – May 19, 1971) was an American poet well known for his light verse, of which he wrote over 500 pieces. Wit
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