Midway along the journey of our life
I woke to find myself in a dark wood,
for I had wandered off from the straight path.
How hard it is to tell what it was like,
this wood of wilderness, savage and stubborn
{the thought of it brings back all my old fears},
a bitter place! Death could scarce be bitterer
I woke to find myself in a dark wood,
for I had wandered off from the straight path.
How hard it is to tell what it was like,
this wood of wilderness, savage and stubborn
{the thought of it brings back all my old fears},
a bitter place! Death could scarce be bitterer
( Dante Alighieri )
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