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Friday, July 5, 2013

Nailah's Favorite Poem Friday

Alone
By Sara Teasdale

I am alone, in spite of love,
In spite of all I take and give --
In spite of all your tenderness,
Sometimes I am not glad to live.

I am alone, as though I stood
On the highest peak of the tired gray world,
About me only swirling snow,
Above me, endless space unfurled;

With earth hidden and heaven hidden,
And only my own spirit's pride
To keep me from the peace of those
Who are not lonely, having died.

By Sara Teasdale

Amour Toujours 
Nailah D'arcy 

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