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ADVICE TO A YOUNG GIRL by Sara Teasdale

No one worth possessing Can be quite possessed; Lay that on your heart, My young angry dear;

This truth, this hard and precious stone, Lay it on your hot cheek, Let it hide your tear.
Hold it like a crystal When you are alone And gaze in the depths of the icy stone. Long, look long and you will be blessed: No one worth possessing Can be quite possessed 

AS I GREW OLDER BY LANGSTON HUGHES

It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,
In front of me,




Bright like a sun— My dream. And then the wall rose,
Rose slowly,
Slowly,
Between me and my dream. Rose until it touched the sky— The wall.


Shadow. I am black. I lie down in the shadow. No longer the light of my dream before me,
Above me.

Only the thick wall. Only the shadow. My hands!
My dark hands!
Break through the wall!
Find my dream! Help me to shatter this darkness,
To smash this night,

LOVE ACTUALLY PART 2

In a previous I started a two time series on what love meant to me and this is the continuing piece