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Emblem that one heart has reaches the ending
Of Life's journey, perilous and steep.
Symbol that a victor lies here, and spending
These last hours in deep, majestic sleep
How can this be called a badge of sorrow?
Who will weep, when burdens are laid down?
Rather say, "A king goes forth tomorrow
Who has proved his right to wear the crown."
Written by Alice E. Furlong
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