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Dylan Thomas - Sometimes The Sky`s Too Bright
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Sometimes the sky`s too bright, 
Or has too many clouds or birds, 
And far away`s too sharp a sun
To nourish thinking of him.
Why is my hand too blunt
To cut in front of me
My horrid images for me,
Of over-fruitful smiles,
The weightless touching of the lip
I wish to know
I cannot lift, but can,
The creature with the angel`s face
Who tells me hurt,
And sees my body go
Down into misery?
No stopping. Put the smile
Where tears have come to dry.
The angel`s hurt is left;
His telling burns.

Sometimes a woman`s heart has salt,
Or too much blood;
I tear her breast,
And see the blood is mine,
Flowing from her, but mine,
And then I think
Perhaps the sky`s too bright;
And watch my hand,
But do not follow it,
And feel the pain it gives,
But do not ache.
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