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Self Scrutiny

If dingy looks the azure sky
And withered looks the grass,
If hateful seem the folk you spy
As by your home they pass,
If life appears to lose all worth
And good friends seem estranged,
The trouble lies not with the earth--
It's you, poor soul, who changed.