Caroling Dusk/Transformation

For works with similar titles, see Transformation.
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TRANSFORMATION

I return the bitterness,
 Which you gave to me;
When I wanted loveliness
 Tantalant and free.

I return the bitterness
 It is washed by tears;
Now it is a loveliness
 Garnished through the years.

I return it loveliness,
 Having made it so;
For I wore the bitterness
 From it long ago.

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