Topic: I SHALL NOT CARE..... | |
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When I am dead and over me bright April
shakes out her rain-drenched hair, though you should lean above me broken-hearted, I shall not care. I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful when rain bends down the bough; And I shall be more silent and cold-hearted than you are now. (Sara Teasdale) |
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