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I felt a funeral in my brain
And mourners, to and fro
Kept treading, treading, till it seemed
That sense was breaking in

And when they all were seated
A service like a drum
Kept beating, beating, till I thought
My mind was going numb

And then I heard them lift a box
And creak across my soul
With those same boots of lead, again
Then space began to toll

And then a plank in reason, broke
And I dropped down, and down
And hit a world, at every plunge
And finished knowing then

As all the heavens were a bell
And being but an ear
And I and silence some strange race
Wrecked, solitary here

And then I heard them lift a box
And creak across my soul
With those same boots of lead, again
Then space began to toll

And then a plank in reason, broke
And I dropped down, and down
And hit a world, at every plunge
And finished knowing then

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