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Let It Be Forgotten

Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten,

Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold,

Let it be forgotten forever and ever,

Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.

If anyone asks, say it was

Long and long ago,

As a flower, as a fire, as a hushed

In a long-forgotten snow.

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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale (August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933) was an American lyric poet. She was born Sarah Trevor Teasdale in St. Louis, Missouri, and use…

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