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I hold my honey and I store my bread
In little jars and cabinets of my will.
I label clearly, and each latch and lid
I bid, Be firm till I return from hell.
--
"my dreams, my works, must wait till after hell"

 

Gwendolyn Brooks

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One dead marine through the hatch,
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