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Lincoln & other poems

All-Men’s Inn

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Death is the only host with thoughts so large

He cannot find it in his heart to charge.

He turns no guest away: madame and sir,

This inn has bed for every traveller.

I’ll meet you, emperor—I’ll meet you, clown,

At this last tavern as we leave the town.

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