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Q The Solitary

My heart has grown rich with the passing of years,
I have less need now than when I was young
To share myself with every comer
Or shape my thoughts into words with my tongue.

It is one to me that they come or go
If I have myself and the drive of my will,
And strength to climb on a summer night
And watch the stars swarm over the hill.

Let them think I love them more than I do,
Let them think I care, though I go alone;
If it lifts their pride, what is it to me
Who am self-complete as a flower or a stone.


Sara Teasdale
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shorlove two-in-one? 030425
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minnesota_chris I share myself less and less, but I also grow less complete as time goes by. 031213
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Death of a Rose too many dots.....running out of ink fast. 031214
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pipedream Sarah Teasdale is a genius. See 'I Am not Yours'.

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