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I am for sleeping and forgetting All that has gone before; I am for lying still and letting Who will beat at my door; I would my life’s cold sun were setting To rise for me no more.
Countee Cullen
I am for sleeping and forgetting All that has gone before; I am for lying still and letting Who will beat at my door; I would my life’s cold sun were setting To rise for me no more.
Countee Cullen’s speaker isn’t asking for comfort or rescue. He wants the opposite: to sleep, to forget everything that came before, and to stop being bothered by whoever might come knocking.
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