He is pelting,
I am melting
He is killing,
I am dying,
All lovely sweet- sweet song,
Into the ditch merged,
Returned now as a dirge,
Till I was knowing-
Life: as a river,
A brook..
Just now knew—
Its ocean
A dead ocean,
Dead motion-
Without notion,
Commotion,
No, no, Its potion,
………………………
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