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This page revisits the 'She Ran' material as a brief meditation on age, attraction, and what remains or is not lost between two figures.

The page is skeletal, but it stays emotionally legible. The corrected reading emphasizes what is not lost: her color and his age remain as parallel facts rather than simple losses.

Under 'She Ran', the lovers are set in parallel: 'Me,, old and falling down / Her,, the finest of brown'. The closing chiasmus insists on what survives - 'Color lost not by her / Age not lost by me' - turning loss back into kept facts, the doubled commas left as on the scan.