अंग्रेजी साहित्य
This earth will grow cold one day,
not like a block of ice
or a dead cloud even
but like an empty walnut
it will roll along in pitch-black space ...
You must grieve for this right now
--you have to feel this sorrow now
-- for the world must be loved this much
if you're going to say "I lived" ...
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