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So we will go our separate ways.
We will meet again, but not for many days.
And I will look into your eyes,
and see you are haunted by so much of your dark fear.
We will tell each other lies, that it has been a lifetime well spent
It is a time of wasted opportunities, of roads down which we never went.
And I will not mean to be unkind,
The ghosts that haunt you, only haunt your mind.
We will meet again, but not for many days.
And I will look into your eyes,
and see you are haunted by so much of your dark fear.
We will tell each other lies, that it has been a lifetime well spent
It is a time of wasted opportunities, of roads down which we never went.
And I will not mean to be unkind,
The ghosts that haunt you, only haunt your mind.
Haunted (An Elegy for EE Cummings).