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I believe—I believe that I must risk it. I have often felt before that it is only when one has nothing to say that one can write easy poetry. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce.
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