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BY DIANE DI PRIMA
you are my bread
and the hairline
noise
of my bones
you are almost
the sea
BY JOHN KEATS
BY LANGSTON HUGHES
Well, son, I’ll tell you:
BY CLAUDE MCKAY
BY ROBERT FROST
By Ishmael Reed
BY IDINA MENZEL
BY SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE
It's up and away from our work to-day,
For the breeze sweeps over the down;
BY JULES VERNE
BY JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE