I'm sold on this man's talent... I was standing there witness to those newspapers and their bits and pieces of life on that solitary life as the wind blew them here and there- - - - - - - - - - - -]
taking a statue for dead
Strike at the positive eyes,
Batter and flap the stolid head
And scratch the noble name.
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I'm sold on this man's talent... I was standing there witness to those newspapers and their bits and pieces of life on that solitary life as the wind blew them here and there- - - - - - - - - - - -] taking a statue for dead Strike at the positive eyes, Batter and flap the stolid head And scratch the noble name.