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Even the stars cried when they wrote our fate.The night also sighed and hasn't slept till date. |
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Answer» James Hearst called that year ''my nineteenth year where FOOTSTEPS end. ... ALSO thanks to the State Historical Society of Iowa, which sup- ... POEMS here to please even the most hard-eyed literary critics: pow- ... Nor to the sighing music of the wind upon the wheat. ... Complexions of FIELDS dulled by the months they have slept. |
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