in the dark

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    in the dark

    In the dark I sat,
    with my head to the ground.

    In the dark I sat,
    with tears in the prowl.

    In the dark I sat,
    with my soul buried with out a doubt.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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