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I tell you the future can hold no terrors
For any sad soul while the stars revolve,
If he will stand firm on the grave of his errors,
And instead of regretting, resolve, resolve.
~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox
A blog for the book IMPERFECT: a poetry anthology for middle schoolers about mistakes
How can we make the most of useful mistakes and do our best to fix the ones that need fixing? Poetry can help us figure it out.
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