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I am alone, as though I stood On the highest peak of the tired gray world,About me only swirling snow, Above me, endless space unfurledWith earth hidden and heaven hidden, And only my own spirit's prideTo keep me from the peace of those Who are not lonely, having died.

Sara Teasdale

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Sara Teasdale
Age: 48 †
Born: 1884
Born: August 8
Died: 1933
Died: January 29
Poet
Writer
St. Louis
Missouri
Sara Teasdale Filsinger
Sara Trevor Teasdale
Spirit
Died
Peak
Earth
Highest
Stood
World
Alone
Gray
Though
Hidden
Space
Snow
Heaven
Endless
Peace
Lonely
Unfurled
Keep
Tired
Swirling

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