If seasons diseases be, consider human's too, his fate same it's trueRudest time steels, and murders through fever, pain, amid all in woe.Swelling then cold, yet numb, in young and old, fearing wildest swell,See it turns the sweetest singers throats, and morrow, a garland will.On ‘Seasons A Dirge’-A DirgeFor A Diseased Friend Who Died Of Fever In 2013
-Nithin Purple
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