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Uhe blang, vertical eye-glare
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Grief for thy Dead in silence like to death--
Most like a moal statue set
In everlasting watd moveless woe
Till itself crumble to the dust beh.
Touch it; the marble eyelids are not wet:
If it could weep, it could arise and go.
<strong>Elizabeth Barrett Browning</strong><s></s>
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