To the Wide-eyed Miner
Your fair mind, your wise heart, your sad eyes
Appearances now altered by wealth. Mine by penury.
Who is better?
I, at least, am yet wise and sad.
Words are useless. Speak to me.
So this is what it looks like from the outside . . .
Your fair mind, your wise heart, your sad eyes
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