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“I measure every Grief I meet
With narrow, probing, eyes
I wonder if It weighs like Mine
Or has an Easier size.

I wonder if They bore it long
Or did it just begin
I could not tell the Date of Mine
It feels so old a pain […]

I wonder if it hurts to live
And if They have to try
And whether – could They choose between
It would not be – to die
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