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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Love Songs by Sara Teasdale: Of words unuttered that breathed and stirred.
Oh, love that lives its life with laughter
Or love that lives its life with tears
Can die -- but love that is never spoken
Goes like a ghost through the winding years. . . .
I went back to the clanging city,
I went back where my old loves stayed,
My heart was full of my new love's glory, --
But my eyes were suddenly afraid.
Summer Night, Riverside
In the wild, soft summer darkness
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