Edna St Vincent Millay - Wild Swans

Edna St Vincent Millay - Wild Swans

I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over. br And what did I see I had not seen before? br Only a question less or a question more; br Nothing to match the flight of wild birds flying. br Tiresome heart, forever living and dying, br House without air, I leave you and lock your door.


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Uploaded: 2014-06-12

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