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Excerpt from The Tree of Life
HE night wind stirred uneasily in the black boughs And as I listened to it, I knew all the sorrows of the world Were creeping into my heart. Seven great sorrows: Sorrow of hunger, Sorrow of seeking, Sorrow of parting, Sorrow of remembering, Sorrow of old age, Sorrow of darkness. And as each came I saw the old years grinning at me SO I clenched my fists, And ground my teeth.
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