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I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch…


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And miles to go before I sleep,    And miles to go before I sleep.…


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Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast…


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I wonder why. I wonder why. I wonder why I wonder. I wonder why I wonder…


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Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it…


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Our life is frittered away by detail... simplify, simplify. HENRY DAVID…