Joy

Carl Sandburg

1878 to 1967

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Joy - Track 1

Let a joy keep you 
Reach out your hands 
And take it when it runs by,
As the Apache dancer 
Clutches his woman 
I have seen them 
Live long and laugh loud, 
Sent on singing, singing,
Smashed to the heart 
Under the ribs 
With a terrible love 
Joy always, 
Joy everywhere— 
Let joy kill you!
Keep away from the little deaths.

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