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In my garden, care stops at the gate and gazes at me wistfully through the bars.

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Alexander Smith
Age: 36 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 31
Died: 1867
Died: January 5
Poet
Cille Mheàrnaig
Care
Wistfully
Gazes
Gate
Stops
Gates
Bars
Garden

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