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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447968" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Things</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447968" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">What happened is, we grew lonely<br>living among the things,<br>so we gave the clock a face,<br>the chair a back,<br>the table four stout legs<br>which will never suffer fatigue.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447968" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We fitted our shoes with tongues<br>as smooth as our own<br>and hung tongues inside bells<br>so we could listen<br>to their emotional language,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447968" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">and because we loved graceful profiles<br>the pitcher received a lip,<br>the bottle a long, slender neck.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=447968" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Even what was beyond us<br>was recast in our image;<br>we gave the country a heart,<br>the storm an eye,<br>the cave a mouth<br>so we could pass into safety.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Lisel+Mueller">Lisel Mueller</a></strong></div>

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