It came to my house.
It sat on my shoulders.
Your shadow is yours. I told it so. I said it was yours.
I have carried it with me too long. I give it back.
Mark Strand
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No voice comes from outer space from the folds of dust and carpets of wind to tell us that this is the way it was meant to happen that if only we knew how long the ruins would last we would never complain.
- Mark Strand