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728 Let Us play Yesterday— I—the Girl at school— You—and Eternity—the Untold Tale— Easing my famine At my Lexicon— Logarithm—had I—for Drink— 'Twas a dry Wine— Somewhat different—must be— Dreams tint the Sleep— Cunning Reds of Morning Make the Blind—leap— Still at the Egg-life— Chafing the Shell— When you troubled the Ellipse— And the Bird fell— Manacles be dim—they say— To the new Free— Liberty—Commoner— Never could—to me— 'Twas my last gratitude When I slept—at night— 'Twas the first Miracle Let in—with Light— Can the Lark resume the Shell— Easier—for the Sky— Wouldn't Bonds hurt more Than Yesterday? Wouldn't Dungeons sorer frate On the Man—free— Just long enough to taste— Then—doomed new— God of the Manacle As of the Free— Take not my Liberty Away from Me—
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