Sonnet 02: Time Does Not Bring Relief; You All Have Lied

Poem By Edna St. Vincent Millay

No two people are ever the same…
By day or by night!
Their tapers both fan the flame…
The joy of their light!

No two rivers run smooth or strait.
The valley is ever winding…
But their journey is still binding…
For their love too collate.

No two forests are ever the same…
One maybe a birch another willow
One maybe mountainous another hollow
...But in the main
No two people are ever the same.

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