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It goes something like... Because it never made a difference, I never paid attention to the sound of my own despair. And there was never no feelin' of ever not needing that child even though I couldn't always be there and time don't wait on love, no, and life don't wait for break in the weather...

Could anyone help me interpret the poem "Cities and Thrones and Powers" by Joseph Rudyard Kipling, and if possible give me some background information about it or where I can find some? (When it was written, how it related to Kipling's life, etc..) Thank you so much!