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Personality

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O differing human heart,     Why is it that I tremble when thine eyes,     Thy human eyes and beautiful human speech,     Draw me, and stir within my soul     That subtle ineradicable longing     For tender comradeship?     It is because I cannot all at once,     Through the half-lights and phantom-haunted mists     That separate and enshroud us life from life,     Discern the nearness or the strangeness of thy paths     Nor plumb thy depths.     I am like one that comes alone at night     To a strange stream, and by an unknown ford     Stands, and for a moment yearns and shrinks,     Being ignorant of the water, though so quiet it is,     So softly murmurous,     So silvered by the familiar moon.

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