Do not let me hearOf the wisdom of old men, but rather of their folly,Their fear of fear and frenzy, their fear of possession,Of belonging to another,...
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Unreal City, Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,I had not thought death had undone so many.Sighs, short a...
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The backward look behind the assuranceOf recorded history, the backward half-lookOver the shoulder, towards the primitive terror.
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There is shadow under this red rock // (Come in under the shadow of this red rock) // And I will show you something different from either // Your shad...
