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A Thought

There are more songs in the far corners
   of my soul
Than I shall ever be able to sing.
I shall go away long before they are
   all expressed
And they will wait for another life, for
   more suffering,
To give them birth; another life and many
   more tears
And love, to make them open their eyes to
   the light.
It will take many lives to express all
   the songs
I hear singing to themselves day and night.

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