Within the All

It isn't you, but me that lies 
Upon this broken stream of nouns 
And pronouns in a useless verb -- 
Or little-used, since long ago -- 

Within the all that days comprise: 
The halls, the doors, the woods, the towns, 
The urban gray, the bright suburb, 
The place where hidden mosses grow -- 

To you the windows, me the doors; 
To you the typeface, me the scrawl --
The blame is mine; the world is yours. 
For that's our place within 

The all

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