Poem by Edward Estlin Cummings

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when life is quite through with
and leaves say alas,
much is to do
for the swallow,that closes
a flight in the blue;

when love's had his tears out,
perhaps shall pass
a million years
(while a bee dozes
on the poppies,the dears;

when all's done and said,and
under the grass
lies her head
by oaks and roses
deliberated.)

1. when serpents bargain
2. sometimes i am alive because with
3. as freedom is a breakfastfood
4. i like my body when it is with your
5. pity this busy monster, manunkind

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