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The pact that we made was the ordinary pact
of men & women in those days I don’t know who we thought we were that our personalities could resist the failures of the race Lucky or unlucky, we didn’t know the race had failures of that order and that we were going to share them Like everybody else, we thought of ourselves as special Your body is as vivid to me as it ever was: even more since my feeling for it is clearer: I know what it could and could not do it is no longer the body of a god or anything with power over my life Next year it would have been 20 years and you are wastefully dead who might have made the leap we talked, too late, of making which I live now not as a leap but a succession of brief, amazing movements each one making possible the next
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