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I haven't yet. No such ass. Never see
A dead one they say. He was on the floor
Since He's doomed. Light they want. Begin to be
Forgotten. Don't forget you. Feel no more.
Gone at last. Monday he died. No no he
Is dead of course. And if he was before
He got the run. Gone at last. Charley you're
My darling. He asked me to. I'm not sure.
(Ulysses / Ottava)
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