I do not ask for love—ah! no,
Nor friendship’s happiness,
These were relinquished long ago
I search for something less.
I seek a little, tranquil bark
In which to drift at ease
Awhile, and then quite silently
To sink in quiet seas.
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Lethe
by Georgia Douglas Johnson
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