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The Demiurge's Laugh

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It was far in the sameness of the wood;
I was running with joy on the Demon’s trail,
Though I knew what I hunted was no true god.
It was just as the light was beginning to fail
That I suddenly heard—all I needed to hear:
It has lasted me many and many a year.

The sound was behind me instead of before,
A sleepy sound, but mocking half,
As of one who utterly couldn’t care.
The Demon arose from his wallow to laugh,
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COMMENTS
eat pant 10 April 2019
lol this is trash like ur mom XDDDD
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Ricardo L Garcia 01 April 2018
I don't get it, whatever it is, which happens to me with some of Frost's poems. I found Guillermo's & Allport's comments helpful.
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Rogelio Guillermo 11 October 2017
Did it really happen..? only I can speculate. but Robert Frost being a writer can be in his creativity best...
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Tom Allport 21 December 2016
a case of the hunted being hunted
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