| from "is 5": Five: VI... e.e. cummings... |
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you are not going to, dear. You are not going to and i but that doesn't in the least matter. The big fear Who held us deeply in ilis fist is |
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no longer, can you imagine it i can't which doesn't matter and what does is possibly this dear, that we may resume impact with the inutile collide |
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once more with the imaginable, love, and eat sunlight(do you believe it? i begin to and that doesn't matter)which |
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I suggest teach us a new terror always which shall brighten carefully these things we consider life. Dear i put my eyes into you but that doesn't matter further than of old |
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because you fooled the doctors, i touch you with hopes and words and with so and so: we are together, we will kiss or smile or move. It's different too isn't it |
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different dear from moving as we, you and i, used to move when i thought you were going to(but that doesn't matter) when you thought you were going to America. Then |
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moving was a matter of not keeping still; we were two alert lice in the blond hair of nothing |
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