You must forgive the poet’s license I take. My natural parents both died a very long time ago and I have been on my own for a great deal of my existence. Now what I want you to feel is this. He had been frozen in time at age forty-two. Hill was exchanging greetings with his hostess, and salutations around the table. “Where is my beautiful wife?” He bellowed from the downstairs. ’ ‘What?’ ‘Neat little toy. You are a great deal more like what I was a few months ago than I am now.
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