When all our tears have reached the sea 
Part of you will live in me
Way down deep inside my heart 
The days keep coming without fail 
A new wind is gonna find your sail 
That's where your journey starts... 
If
If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn't a lie, 
Life would be delight,- 
But things couldn't go right 
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn't be I.
If earth was heaven, and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true, 
There might be some sense 
But I'd be in suspense 
For on such a pretense
You wouldn't be you.
If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee 
Things would seem fair,- 
Yet they'd all despair, 
For if here was there
We wouldn't be we. 
E.E Cummings 
 
 
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