Friday, January 3, 2003
The Corridor Comments
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It may have been the pride in me for aught
I know, or just a patronizing whim;
But call it freak of fancy, or what not,
I cannot hide the hungry face of him.
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Edwin Arlington Robinson
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8/2/2025 10:03:11 AM # 1.0.0
He misses his old friend, a hungry man. He remembers a few words he said, and he has now lost all contact with him. Life is like that. Who does not feel sometimes ' hunger for a friend? '