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But Not To Me

Written by: Sara Teasdale | Biography
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 The April night is still and sweet
 With flowers on every tree;
Peace comes to them on quiet feet,
 But not to me.

My peace is hidden in his breast
 Where I shall never be;
Love comes to-night to all the rest,
 But not to me.



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