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Sara Teasdale - At MidnightSara Teasdale - At Midnight
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Now at last I have come to see what life is, Nothing is ever ended, everything only begun, And the brave victories that seem so splendid Are never really won. Even love that I built my spirit`s house for, Comes like a brooding and a baffled guest, And music and men`s praise and even laughter Are not so good as rest.
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