Poem by Stephen Crane

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If there is a witness to my little life,
To my tiny throes and struggles,
He sees a fool;
And it is not fine for gods to menace fools.

1. Once a man clambering to the housetops
2. On the horizon the peaks assembled
3. You tell me this is God?
4. I explain the silvered passing of a ship at night
5. In the night

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