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No longer forward or behind I look in hope or fear;
but, grateful, take the good I find, the best of now and here.
…
And so the shadows fall apart, and so the west winds play,
and all the windows of my heart I open to the day.
but, grateful, take the good I find, the best of now and here.
…
And so the shadows fall apart, and so the west winds play,
and all the windows of my heart I open to the day.

John Greenleaf Whittier, 1807 – 1892
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