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Слушать(AI)Natural Progress
In all faith, we did our part:generated punctually, prepared adequately,ejected promptly,and swam in the approved mannerin the appropriate direction;did all instinctive things well,even eagerly—an exemplary start.
But then the barrier: unexpectednessunexpectedly.(They did not tell us this).
To go back impossible, unnatural:so round; many times;we tired ourselves.
Where were the promised homes,embedded in the soft wall?
Or the anticipated achievementso momentous, fulfilling?
So we died:what else was there to do?
But in all faith, we did our part!
Ben Jonson
Benjamin Jonson (c. 11 June 1572 – c. 16 August 1637[2]) was an English playwright and poet, whose artistry exerted a lasting influence upon Eng
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