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Nearly expressed obscurity
That never was yet but always
Was to be next and next when
The lapse of to-morrow into yesterday
Should be repaired at least till now,
At least till now, till yesterday—
Nearly recaptured chaos
That truth, as for a second time,
Has not yet fallen or risen to—
What news? And which?
You that never were yet
Or I that never am until?
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