A Poem by Fernando Pessoa

This Morning I Went 
Out Very Early

This morning I went out very early,
Because I woke up even earlier
And had nothing I wanted to do.

I didn't know which way to go,
But the wind blew hard toward one side,
And I followed in the way it pushed me.

So has my life always been, and so I would like it always to be --
I go where the wind takes me and I don't need to think.

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