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0.041 apart. A smaller distance means the lines are built more alike.

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Healing

by Elizabeth Prentiss

0.3986 − 0.2795i

Drawing the boundary…

Girl of Fifteen

by James Weldon Johnson

0.3593 − 0.2683i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

Healing

by Elizabeth Prentiss

Low in the dust of self-abasement lying,
O'er a poor, wasted life my heart is sighing,
Lord Jesus, heal my soul!

I have sought riches, glory, comfort, pleasure;
In Thee I saw no beauty, sought no treasure;
Lord Jesus, heal my soul!

On husks the swine do eat I have been feeding,
I have resisted all Thy tender pleading;
Lord Jesus, heal my soul!

How sorrowful, how spent I am, how weary,
Oh in this desert place so dark and dreary,
Lord Jesus, heal my soul!

Girl of Fifteen

by James Weldon Johnson

Girl of fifteen,
I see you each morning from my window
As you pass on your way to school.
I do more than see, I watch you.
I furtively draw the curtain aside.
And my heart leaps through my eyes
And follows you down the street;
Leaving me behind, half-hid
And wholly ashamed.

What holds me back,
Half-hid behind the curtains and wholly ashamed,
But my forty years beyond your fifteen?

Girl of fifteen, as you pass
There passes, too, a lightning flash of time
In which you lift those forty summers off my head,
And take those forty winters out of my heart.

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