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i despise my friends more than you
all quiet along the potomac
here lies a most beautiful lady
wheel me down by the meadow
i never knew the earth had so much gold
one sweetly solemn thought
pushing out, struggling vainly
awful truths these be
storm
still thirteen years
the saddest of the year
i am fevered

 



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