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Bricklayer Love

I thought of killing myself because I am only a bricklayer      and you a woman who loves the man who runs a drug store.

I don't care like I used to;

I lay bricks straighter than I      used to and I sing slower handling the trowel afternoons.

When the sun is in my eyes and the ladders are shaky and the      mortar boards go wrong,

I think of you.

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Carl Sandburg

Carl August Sandburg (January 6, 1878 – July 22, 1967) was a Swedish-American poet, biographer, journalist, and editor. He won three Pulitzer Pr…

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