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Four.

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"They are not jubilant
today, the limbo babies.

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They are in a funk, yawning,
and itching, and mumbling.

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They may be fluish or
allergic to the olive trees.

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We are drawing bottles, taking
measurements with a pencil.

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We are doing our
math in a notebook

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and writing paragraphs
about ancient Egypt.

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After a while, we
will walk home,

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and our father will shout at us.

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Nothing makes much sense.

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The ketchup is uncapped,
as is the scotch.

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And two times whatever
is suddenly wrong,

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as we suspected.

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In ancient Egypt, tombs were
dark, and airless, and perfect.

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We are always
holding our breath.

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The moon spins in its socket.

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We drench our eyes
in the useless air,

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but our tears still
taste like salt."

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