Which portion will inherit
the daylight today?
Whatever portion this is,
it's too miserable to say.
Let them wonder, let them laugh,
let them doubt me through and through.
It doesn't matter what they think --
this portion is so blue.
"Portion," I say,
and I hate the word! --
it lacks both vigor and form.
But "portion" it will be until
this truth is fully born.
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