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Nedda Poems - Poems about Nedda


I am Pagliaccio
...The drums... The cheering... The singing... The dancing... I tire of it all. I may be Pagliaccio, But without the paint and powder... I am a man. I am not even Canio... That name is los......

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Categories: nedda, angst,
Form: Dramatic Monologue

Book: Reflection on the Important Things