e. e. Cummings Poem

come(all you mischief-

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      come(all you mischief-
    hatchers hatch
  mischief )all you

    guilty
      scamper(you bastards throw dynamite)
        let knowings magic
      with bright credos each divisible fool

    (life imitate gossip fear unlife
mean
  -ness,and
    to succeed in not
      dying)

    Is will still occur;birds disappear
  becomingly:a thunderbolt compose poems
not because harm symmetry
  earthquakes starfish(but
    because nobody
      can sell the Moon to The)moon

be of love(a little)
death(having lost)put on his universe

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