Everything thanks to everything
Else—how else can you put it well?
It slips up on you—you don’t feel
Ill anymore this afternoon.
There’s a moment when you’re surprised
To check for pangs but to find none.
And you were going to call it peace!
Suppose it is peace, after all.
The one well-being from other,
Do we, should we, really care which
Was felt first and by whom? It’s time
To commence our famous call.
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