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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EJ7C-HXcITg&ab_channel=LudovicoEinaudiVEVO

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I laugh, 

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Because I had been writing for a girl -

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For modest attentions, and to which

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Their modern profit, 

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In them the modest dividends.

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I laugh,

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Because in a summer's overnight

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I see in her stead -

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In the footprint hollow she'd left behind -

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A woman.

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No longer beset by prayer,

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No longer asking the world

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For an unforgiving, helping-hand -

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And instead, still-beholden, 

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In lieu of prior, molten apprehension.

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I laugh,

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Because it's befittingly becoming -

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The mood becomes her -

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As does so still the scene -

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The Odyssey rock and anvil,

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The current and its stream.

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And I laugh,

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Because the presupposition renders

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Such small attentions fruitless -

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Still-standing, no longer in their raving,

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Not the fervor in their dancing 

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Or the fright of dusk's appearing -

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But rather, as the wrought-iron tree,

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Befit with blossom but absent leaves,

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Root-bound and baleful - 

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Yet short the laurel

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And the grasp of limbs to wreathe.

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And I laugh;

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And I laugh;

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And I laugh;

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Before the irony,

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The pen-stroke hilarity,

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Of life's long, and yet perilously sweet

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Tightrope-trail of a melody -

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Amidst and between

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Such the mockery and prejudice

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Of such the well disguised and disillusioned harmony,

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That I realize, 

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Betwixt the laughter, and along the elongation of the dream -

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That I had scarcely even remembered to breathe.

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Author's Note

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ZdsmLgCVdU&ab_channel=GlassAnimalsVEVO