Poems ✍️
  29.12.2025
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Author: Sara Teasdale

While I May

Wind and hail and veering rain,
Driven mist that veils the day,
Soul's distress and body's pain,
I would bear you while I may.

I would love you if I might,
For so soon my life will be
Buried in a lasting night,
Even pain denied to me.


  pain mortality endurance acceptance

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