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Dorothy Parker - The Last QuestionDorothy Parker - The Last Question
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New love, new love, where are you to lead me?  All along a narrow way that marks a crooked line. How are you to slake me, and how are you to feed me?  With bitter yellow berries, and a sharp new wine. New love, new love, shall I be forsaken?  One shall go a-wandering, and one of us must sigh. Sweet it is to slumber, but how shall we awaken-  Whose will be the broken heart, when dawn comes by?
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