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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Golden Threshold by Sarojini Naidu: The wild wind blows in a cloud.
Hark to a voice that is calling
To my heart in the voice of the wind:
My heart is weary and sad and alone,
For its dreams like the fluttering leaves have
gone,
And why should I stay behind?
ALABASTER
Like this alabaster box whose art
Is frail as a cassia-flower, is my heart,
Carven with delicate dreams and wrought
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