Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold.
Let it be forgotten forever and ever-
Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.
If anyone asks, say it was forgotten
Long and long ago-
As a flower, as a fire, as a hushed footfall
In a long forgotten snow.
- Song by Sara Teasdale
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