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Plagiarism A poem constructed of lines taken from poems I have memorized while in prison.
Are you nobody too from childhood's hour within the lonesome latter years come let's away to prison among rain and lights and against the morning's white a noiseless patient spider dare its deadly terrors clasp my eyes grew dim and I could no more gaze who pays any attention to the syntax thou foster child of silence and slow time whose frown and wrinkled lip no longer mourn for me when I am dead little souls who thirst for ﬁght nodded and argued much they know not well the subtle ways so on we worked and waited for the light I have been one acquainted with the night then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose he fell with guttural cry at my feet and there there overhead
for all the history of grief everything falls back to coldness how soon unaccountable I grew tired and sick and you ate an apple that strange ﬂower they come to show how cold she is an attendant lord one that will do to sweep the dust behind the door