WHEN LIFE CAME TO
DEATH VALLEY
Not the magazine, faithless one, I mean
Life itself! When people rose from their
graves and began to see. Walking past
the never amenable gateposts of Death.
Life is a charmer, you buffoon!
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Ribbons around the lamp-post, and a
wreath of laurels hung on the door. No
place past the place you last reversed.
Death came to Death Valley first, but
then straightaway left again!
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