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Because Your Voice Was at My Side

Because your voice was at my side

I gave him pain,

Because within my hand I held

Your hand again.

 

There is no word nor any sign

Can make amend -- -

He is a stranger to me now

Who was my friend.

Written by
James Joyce
1882-1941 / Male / Irish
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