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Spend all you have for loveliness,
Buy it and never count the cost;
For one white singing hour of peace
Count many a year of strife well lost,
And for a breath of ecstasy
Give all you have been, or could be.
—Sara Teasdale, “Barter” (excerpt)
For one white singing hour of peace
☺️🤓🕊sending joy hedy
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Thank you! A very moving poem in many ways. And my favorite band when I was young! Thanks for your comment!
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