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724 It's easy to invent a Life— God does it—every Day— Creation—but the Gambol Of His Authority— It's easy to efface it— The thrifty Deity Could scarce afford Eternity To Spontaneity— The Perished Patterns murmur— But His Perturbless Plan Proceed—inserting Here—a Sun— There—leaving out a Man—
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