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Self Pity

Self-Pity I never saw a wild thing …sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself. ~D.H. Lawrence Advertisements

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Snake, D. H. Lawrence

Snake A snake came to my water-trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat, To drink there. In the deep, strange-scented shade of the great dark carob-tree I came down the steps with my pitcher … Continue reading

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