The Room Was Dark And Black And Blue. I Bought A Copy Of The Times For You. There Was Moer In That Room Than You And I. Three Hours Later I Read What You Had In Mind. I Can't Take It. I Can't Explain It. I Never Thought Of It Before. Today Is My Last Day, My Last Miserable Day. I Wish There Was Something More. Your Combative Plans For An Unguessed End, A Circumstance You Were Sure We Wouldn't Forget. Am I Being Illogical? I Know Hopelessness, Lonliness, Say It Isn't So.