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Solitude
Laugh,
Weep, and
Sing,
and the hills will answer;
echoes bound to seek you;
they turn and go.
and you lose them all.
This may be the smarmiest poem ever written. Ella Wheeler Wilcox was the ultimate Pollyanna, which annoys the crap out of me. I do love to “fix” her poems, though. I like to think of it as posthumous editing. Someone really should have told her that less is more.
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