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Classical Conundrum

Tale of Two Cities

At night I’ll read
When I am lost
And cannot get
A moment’s rest

My mind I’ll feed
While trouble-tossed
And find there, yet
The minutes blessed

And, funny how
I read along
Enthralled clean through
My beating heart

That only now
When I’m not strong
Do I turn to
Great works of art

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