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Слушать(AI)The Hidden Law
The Hidden Law does not
Our laws of probability,
But takes the atom and the
And human beings as they are,
And answers nothing when we lie.
It is the only reason
No government can codify,
And verbal definitions mar The Hidden Law.
Its utter patience will not
To stop us if we want to die;
If we escape it in a car,
If we forget It in a bar,
These are the ways we're punished by The Hidden Law.
W H Auden
Wystan Hugh Auden (21 February 1907 – 29 September 1973) was an Anglo-American poet. Auden's poetry was noted for its stylistic and technical ac
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