– She’s- She’s in the riverbed, in algae
And weeds…She went to them
To sleep, – but there’s no sleep there, either!
– But she’s the one I loved
Like forty thousand brothers
Couldn’t love!
– Hamlet!
She’s in the riverbed, in algae:
Algae! . . And her last garland
Has surfaced in the logs by the bank…
– But she’s the one I loved
Like forty thousand…
– Less,
Even so, than a single lover.
She’s in the riverbed, in algae.
– But she’s the one –
I loved??
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