| Talking in Bed... Philip Larkin... |
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Talking in bed ought to be easiest, Lying together there goes back so far, An emblem of two people being honest. |
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Yet more and more time passes silently, Outside, the wind's incomplete unrest Builds and disperses clouds about the sky, |
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And dark towns heap upon the horizon. None of this cares for us. Nothing shows why At this unique distance from isolation |
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It becomes still more difficult to find Words at once true and kind, Or not untrue and not unkind |
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