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there were doorknobs and doorbellswhere one touch had covered anotherbeforehand. suitcases checked and standing side by side. one night, perhaps, the same dreamgrown hazy by morning. every beginningis only a sequel, after all, and the book of eventsis always open halfway through.

Wislawa Szymborska