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THE CODE I took my son from his weary mother. I gathered him up and paced the living room In a grey sunrise crossed by early lightning. After a little while he stopped his crying, Lifting his head from my shoulder to look around, Widening and narrowing his eyes as if The world were stranger than it is to us ...