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The Wind

Sara Teasdale

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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From Helen of Troy And Other Poems | 1911
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