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Sara Teasdale - The Wind
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A wind is blowing over my soul, 
I hear it cry the whole night thro` — 
Is there no peace for me on earth 
Except with you?

Alas, the wind has made me wise, 
Over my naked soul it blew, — 
There is no peace for me on earth 
Even with you.
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