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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from This Side of Paradise by F. Scott Fitzgerald: That turned from night and day.
And so we linger on the windless decks,
See on the spectre shore
Shades of a thousand days, poor gray-ribbed wrecks...
Oh, shall we then deplore
Those futile years!
See how the sea is white!
The clouds have broken and the heavens burn
To hollow highways, paved with gravelled light
The churning of the waves about the stern
Rises to one voluminous nocturne,
This Side of Paradise |
