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I know I
The Negro
Being wined and dined,
Answering the usual

This being human is a guest house
Every morning a new arrival
A joy, a depression, a meanness,some momentary awareness
As an unexpected visitor

My Sorrow, when she's here with me,
Thinks these dark days of autumn
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loves the bare, the withered tree;