this time of years end
autumn breezes meld my soul
to snow filled white tears
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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2 comments:
Soul melds with
tears or tears reflect soul
very soulful, this!
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I feel this one! Beautiful.
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