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Tanisha Sethi

Abstract Tragedy Inspirational

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Tanisha Sethi

Abstract Tragedy Inspirational

Life

Life

1 min
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CHILDREN, ye have not lived, to you, it seems

Life is a lovely stalactite of dreams,

Or carnival of careless joys that leap

About your hearts like billows on the deep

In flames of amber and of amethyst.


Children, ye have not lived, ye but exist

Till some resistless hour shall rise and move

Your hearts to wake and hunger after love,

And thirst with passionate longing for the things

That burns your brows with blood-red sufferings.


Till ye have battled with great grief and fears,

And bear the conflict of dream-shattering years,

Wounded with fierce desire and worn with strife,

Children, ye have not lived: for this is life.


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