If I should cast off this tattered coat,
And go free into the mighty sky;
If I should find nothing there
But a vast blue,
Echoless, ignorant --
What then?

Stephen Crane,
1905

The Black Riders and Other Lines: LXV || The Black Riders and Other Lines: LXVII
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