Finalities
Constantine P. Cavafy
Amid fear and suspicions, with agitated mind and frightened eyes, we melt and plan how to act to avoid the certain danger that so horribly threatens us. And yet we err, this was not in our paths; the messages were false (or we did not hear, or fully understand them). Another catastrophe, one we never imagined, sudden, precipitous, falls upon us, and unprepared -- there is no more time -- carries us off.
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