Dive for dreams
or a slogan may topple you
(trees are their roots and wind is wind)
Trust your heart
if the seas catch fire
(and live by love though the stars walk backwards)
Honour the past
but welcome the future
(and dance your death away at a wedding)
Never mind a world
with its villians or heros
(for good likes girls
and tomorrow and the earth)
In spite of everything
which breaths and moves, since Doom
(with white longest hands
neating each crease)
Will smooth entirely our minds
-before leaving my room
I turn and (stooping through the morning)
Kiss this pillow, dear
where our heads live and were.
EE Cummings
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