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Wislawa Szymborska

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Gone, lost, scattered to the four winds. It still surprises me
how little now remains, one first person sing., temporarily
declined in human form, just now making such a fuss
about a blue umbrella left yesterday on a bus.
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"A Speech at the Lost-and-Found"

 
Wislawa Szymborska

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