Middle
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Midway
upon the journey of our life
I found myself within a forest dark,
For the straightforward pathway
had been lost.
Ah me!
how hard a thing it is to say
What was this forest savage,
rough, and stern,
Which in the very thought
renews the fear.
So bitter is it,
death is little more;
But of the good to treat,
which there I found,
Speak will I
of the other things I saw there.
―Dante Alighieri
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