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only what they mean is, if you’d given up your artsy friends for workers that would have been a good influence and you would have been saved / What the hell do they think / workers drink? / Lemonade?

I can think of one thing only--night 34

I’m not so terrifying I could kill, / And I’m not so simple I don’t know / That life is the terrifying thing.

I’m the gardener and the flower, too (13)

Never have I been so violently torn out of the world of what I'm reading than just now when Schmidt translated some brand of chocolate mentioned in a poem written in 1918 Russia as "fancy Hershey bars"