Poems of Fernando Pessoa
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Fernando Pessoa
Lisbon, Portugal
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Saturday, November 20, 2010
I was left in the world, all alone,
By the Gods who ordain.
It's futile to fight them: what they have given
I accept without question,
Like wheat that blows in the wind, raising
It's head when the wind stops blowing.
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