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Слушать(AI)Serepta Mason
My life's blossom might have bloomed on all sides Save for a bitter wind which stunted my petals On the side of me which you in the village could see.
From the dust I lift a voice of protest:
My flowering side you never saw!
Ye living ones, ye are fools indeed Who do not know the ways of the wind And the unseen forces That govern the processes of life.
Edgar Lee Masters
(August 23, 1868 – March 5, 1950) was an American attorney, poet, biographer, and dramatist. He is the author of Spoon River Anthology, The New
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