grief
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after our fellow students had gone
after our fellow students had goneout from the lecture roomand only guildenstern remainedrosenkrantz and myself wefor whom he was brotherly dearhamlet rose from his chairgrave faced stoicas the stone now on his father’s tombon his mother’s his uncle’sthe stone that now marks his placethat neither celebrates nor grieveswith the features that stone inheritedfrom his then… Continue reading
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