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“Hope” is the thing with feathers
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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
My Old-Time Remedies
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1. Powdered alum (in the spice section) for healing canker sores.
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
Each Day A Life
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I count each day a little life,
With birth and death complete;
I cloister it from care and strife
And keep it sane and sweet.
Goodbye to the Sun
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Out the sky it came
Darkened my sun, crippling my light
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