“Regret, already sogging me down, burst its dam. It seeped into my legs, it pooled in my heart.”

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Novelist, short story writer, teacher 1960

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Till my collected spirits swell'd my heart
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Till my collected spirits swell'd my heart
Almost to bursting; but the strife is past.
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