quinta-feira, outubro 06, 2005

... alone



From childhood's hour I have not been

As others were, I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.

From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone
And all I loved, I loved alone.


Edgar Allan Poe

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