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Edward Thomas
3 March 1878 - 9 April 1917 / London / England
I Built Myself A House Of Glass
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I built myself a house of glass:
It took my years to make it:
And I was proud. But now, alas!
Would God someone would break it.
But it looks too magnificent.
No neighbour casts a stone
From where he dwells, in tenement
Or palace of glass, alone.
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