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    Be it wrong; be it right— It must be for the best
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    I laughed aloud when they were done, I knew them all so well before
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    Rumbling in the wind, Stretching clappers to strike our ears . . .
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    Full-lipped flowers Bitten by the sun Bleeding rain
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    An enemy who gets in, risks the danger of becoming a friend.
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    It’s the heart that asks the question, not my furious mind.
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