WHAT THE LIGHTHOUSE SEES
Haven't heard what I've never heard;
Have not said what I've never spoken.
How does the lark ever stop singing?
How does a bell ever stop ringing?
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These are questions of another place,
and comments of another race : people
who come and go without talking; who
unstop the bottle but never start drinking.
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Oh my, and again how ridiculous all this
goes - to end up nowhere but here; to be
trying to float, but only sinking.
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