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Like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, Like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you

A bunch of lonesome and very quarrelsome heroes Were smoking out along the open road; The night was very dark and thick between them, Each man beneath his ordinary load. ‘I’d like to tell my story,’ Said one of them so young and bold, ‘I’d like to tell my story, Before I turn into gold.’

I came by myself to a very crowded place; I was looking for someone who had lines in her face. I found her there but she was past all concern; I asked her to hold me, I said, ‘Lady, unfold me,’ But she scorned me and she told me I was dead and I could