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The Bones of Man (7)

Old iron, old bones, old rags, that raving slut

Who keeps the till. Now that my ladder's gone,

I must lie down where all the ladders start

In the foul rag and bone shop of the heart.

William Butler Yeats, The Circus Animals' Desertion

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Taken on February 14, 2012