Τρίτη 23 Απριλίου 2019

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WISDOM

by Sara Teasdale

When I have ceased to break my wings
Against the faultiness of things,
And learned that compromises wait
Behind each hardly opened gate,
When I have looked Life in the eyes,
Grown calm and very coldly wise,
Life will have given me the Truth,

And taken in exchange–my youth.



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