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THE FURY OF IMPATIENCE

like the moon, the passage were like two stars , and blazed in the light
therefore his own room is too easy

shall we be half?
you will know everybody.

the mother was like a stream of bright fresh water
my own child is partially perceived.

at the rectory of thoughts, we go to the subject
such, bad, knowing, very little

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