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Hush—you have no sense of the fitness of things. This talk is for long cool evenings, walking in shadow— You pour it all out over the breakfast table, Blotting the necessary morning newspaper.
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Hush—you have no sense of the fitness of things. This talk is for long cool evenings, walking in shadow— You pour it all out over the breakfast table, Blotting the necessary morning newspaper.
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