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He ate and drank the precious Words—
His Spirit grew robust—
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was Dust—

He danced along the dingy Days
And this Bequest of Wings
Was but a Book—What Liberty
A loosened spirit brings—

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 7 Sep 2008 7:33 AM | Viewed: 5526 times

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