And all at once the heavy nightFell from my eyes and I could see, --A drenched and dripping apple-tree,A last long line of silver rain,A sky grown cle...
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It is not true that life is one damn thing after another- it's one damn thing over and over.
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Into each dance must be packed the panic and ecstasy of her last moment of life, for underneath was death.
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Listen, children:Your father is dead.From his old coatsI'll make you little jackets;I'll make you little trousersFrom his old pants.There'll be in his...
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My candle burns at both ends It will not last the night But ah my foes and oh my friends - It gives a lovely light.
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TO what purpose, April, do you return again? Beauty is not enough. You can no longer quiet me with the redness Of little leaves opening stickily. I kn...
