every tatter in its mortal dress
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A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clasp its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress.
~William Butler Yeats, Sailing to Byzantium
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Photograph taken at Setting Sun Retirement Home (a pseudonym) by Matthew Christopher of Abandoned America.
Also in: Brownsville General Hospital
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