Dear friends, of all the irritations of this life, Looking for things misplaced is perhaps The most common, the most wasteful Of time that might be better spent elsewhere, Doing other things that we would like to do; I have lost my keys and then recovered them Three times in one day, have searched Long and hard for the handkerchief That was always in my pocket, Have wasted hours trying to remember Where I read this or that, a memorable line Of poetry that isn’t where I thought it was. The hidden things we do not see Because they are plainly unconcealed, Not hidden at all, but as obvious As a
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