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Robert Frost

Robert Frost

Quantula: A Question
A voice said, Look me in the stars
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth.

#1942 #AmericanWriters #AWitnessTree #PulitzerPrize

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