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Self-portrait
by Mabelyn Arteaga
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WINTER
Blow, blow, thou
winter wind!
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude.
William Shakespeare
Every mile is two
in winter.
George Herbert
If we had no winter,
the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste
of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.
George Herbert
If winter
comes, can spring be far behind?
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Now is the winter
of our discontent.
William Shakespeare

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