Pansies (Lawrence)/At Last—

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AT LAST———
When things get very bad, they pass beyond tragedy.And then the only thing we can do is to keep quite stilland guard the last treasure of the soul, our sanity.
Since, poor individuals that we are,if we lose our sanitywe lose that which keeps us individualdistinct from chaos.
In death, the atom takes us upand the suns.But if we lose our sanity ​nothing and nobody in the whole vast realm of spacewants us, or can have anything to do with us.We can but how! the lugubrious howl of idiotsthe howl of the utterly losthowling their nowhereness.

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