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You still might trace Uncalled-for to this day Your person, your place.
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With the nippers to wheel round the houses And the hall to paint in his old trousers...
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Work has to be done. Postmen like doctors go from house to house.
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Where has it gone, the lifetime? Search me. What's left is drear....
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Whether they forget What they wanted first or not They tarnish at quiet anchor.
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Will you greet your doom As final; set him loaves and wine; knowing...
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When I see a couple of kids And guess he's fucking her and she's...
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Wet century-wide trees Clash in surrounding starlessness above...
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what most appals Is that tiny first shiver,...
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What Reply can the vast flowering strike from us, Unless it be the one You make today in London: to be married?
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What you did, any of us might. And saying so I see our difference:...
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Walk with the dead For fear of death.
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To me this decaying landscape has its uses: To make me remember, who am always inclined to forget,...
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Unhindered in the dingy wards Lives flicker out, one here, one there....
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We are born each morning, shelled upon A sheet of light that paves...
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Though living is a dreadful thing And a dreadful thing is it...
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To watch that world come up like a cold sun, Rewarding others, is my liberty....
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They would not guess how early in Their supine stationary voyage The air would change to soundless damage....
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This is what we fear—no sight, no sound, No touch or taste or smell, nothing to think with,...
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The stained unsightly breath Of carious death.
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The unique random blend Of families and fashions, there At last begin to loosen.
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The walking of girls' vulnerable feet, The heart in its own endless silence kneeling.
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The first day after a death, the new absence Is always the same; we should be careful...
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The bells discuss the hour's gradations, Dusty shelves hold prayers and proofs:...
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Surely, to think the lion's share Of happiness is found by couples sheer...
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Sinking like sediment through the day To leave it clearer, onto the floor of the flask...
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Sixty years ago they smiled At lover, husband, first-born child....
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Sleep will unshell us, but not yet.
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So. Let me accept the role, and call Myself the circumstances' tennis-ball:...
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Remember then our only shape is death When mask and face are nailed apart at last....
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