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1062 He scanned it—staggered— Dropped the Loop To Past or Period— Caught helpless at a sense as if His Mind were going blind— Groped up, to see if God was there— Groped backward at Himself Caressed a Trigger absently And wandered out of Life. Edited by Peter Carter
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