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Mother's pictures.
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- Hurry up.
- One.
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Two.
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My brother stood before us, not
on a bank of the Big Blackfoot River...
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but suspended above the earth...
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free from all its laws,
like a work of art.
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Three.
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And I knew just as surely
and just as clearly...
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that life is not a work of art...
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and that the moment
could not last.
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When the police awakened me one morning
before Jessie and I left for Chicago...
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I rose and asked no questions.
:45:36
He drove me back home
down the length of the river...
:45:39
so that I could tell
my father and mother...
:45:42
that Paul had been beaten to death
by the butt of a revolver...
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and his body dumped in an alley.