Inspired by Wordsworth's
I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD:
I wandered as a drifting breeze
over every hill and dale
all living things I touch
at sunshine and the evening pale.
Though lonely and weary
I spin an unheard tale
of life's untold joys and sorrows-
the human heart bleeds but will still somehow prevail
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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