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And in and behind everything, The inescapable vacant Distance of loneliness.
I lie alone in an alien
Bed in a strange house and morning
More cruel than any midnight
Pours its brightness through the window —
Cherry branches with the flowers
Fading, and behind them the gold
Stately baubles of the maple,
And behind them the pure immense
April sky and a white frayed cloud,
And in and behind everything,
The inescapable vacant
Distance of loneliness.