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I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.
It isn't often that I do.
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You locked yourself in. Why?
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I locked the world out.
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Oh, Mark, I... I don't know
what has happened to me.
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I'm like a seed, sprouting up, clutching at life.
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I can hear and... and smell the sun.
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I am conscious of surfaces and their textures.
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I have such an awareness.
Such an awareness.
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Oh, pity the poor people
with their sad faces,
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who have missed what we have.
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You know, I was thinking last night
of that line in Thompson's poem:
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"'Tis ye, 'tis your estranged faces
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That miss the many-splendored thing."
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I'm so happy, it frightens me.
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I have a feeling that heaven is unfair
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and is preparing for you
and for me a great sadness
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because we have been given so much.
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Darling, whatever happens,
always remember:
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Nothing is fair nor unfair under heaven.