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Quotation by Wilfred Owen
My soul's a little grief, grappling your chest,
To climb your throat on sobs; easily chased
On other sighs and wiped by fresher winds.
Wilfred Owen (1893–1918), British poet. A Terre (l. 60–64). . .
Oxford Book of Twentieth-Century English Verse, The. Philip Larkin, ed. (1973) Oxford University Press.
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