Two Strangers Breakfast
Read 'Two Strangers Breakfast' by 'Carl Sandburg' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Two Strangers Breakfast by Carl Sandburg
THE LAW says you and I belong to each other, George.
The law says you are mine and I am yours, George.
And there are a million miles of white snowstorms, a million furnaces of hell,
Between the chair where you sit and the chair where I sit.
The law says two strangers shall eat breakfast together after nights on the horn of an Arctic moon.
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