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Letter Seven
nighttime and I died
and all the pieces of me
scattered through
the sharp curve of sky
and came to rest on
their own hesitations
(my restlessness
proven and the hope of a sometime
peace mockery
as cheerful as the laughing girl at Playland
you said the years from 18 - 22
were the most important in anybody's life
so I tried to think what had happened
to me then (since I should think
about these things at the last
and I wanted to know what I did