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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Rivers to the Sea by Sara Teasdale: I would give up--go blind forevermore,
Rather than have God blot from out my soul
Remembrance of your voice that said my name.
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For us no starlight stilled the April fields,
No birds awoke in darkling trees for us,
RIVERS TO THE SEA
Yet where we walked the city's street that night
Felt in our feet the singing fire of spring,
And in our path we left a trail of light
Soft as the phosphorescence of the sea
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