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Theory

I am what is around me.

Women understand this.

One is not duchess

A hundred yards from a carriage.

These, then are portraits:

A black vestibule;

A high bed sheltered by curtains.

These are merely instances.

Written by

Wallace Stevens

1879-1955 / Male / American

LinesWords: 836

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