Facts by our side are never sudden
Facts by our side are never sudden
Until they look around
And then they scare us like a spectre
Protruding from the Ground
The height of our portentous Neighbor
We never know
Till summoned to his recognition
By an Adieu
Adieu for whence
The sage cannot conjecture
The bravest die
As ignorant of their resumption
As you or I
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