Unable to catch back the black hand,
The cold hand, the slap hand
The touching hand that drags
Across your lost face,
Staring-blind, unforgiving.
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DE GUICHE: Have you read 'Don Quixote'? CYRANO: I have! DE GUICHE: Then I counsel you to study the windmill chapter!. . . windmill sails may sweep you down into the mud!. . . CYRANO: Or upward - to the stars!
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