Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

and live for awhile as though they expected life

not theirs. Or ours either. I
to last forever. Well, it doesn’t—at least
to last forever. Well, it doesn’t—at least
not theirs. Or ours either. I
not theirs. Or ours either. I
don’t think it will nor do I want it to. —William Bronk
don’t think it will nor do I want it to.
—William Bronk

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