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November Song
by Jan Oscar Hansen
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  No suitor knocks her door,
her hair is white and uncombed
children think she is a witch.
 
Once she had been the belle of
the royal ball, spurned lovers
in her perfumed air.
 
Old age came creeping, first
slowly then rapidly… and now
she is quite forgotten. 
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September 18, 2013
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