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I been a wanderin' Early and late, New York City To the Golden Gate An' it looks like I'm never gonna cease my Wanderin'."
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The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.
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"Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance."
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The machine yes the machine never wastes anybody's time never watches the foreman never talks back.
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"When Abraham Lincoln was shovelled into the tombs, he forgot the copperheads and the assassin . . . in the dust, in the cool tombs."
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