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Oh, ye little seed why must ye be so bold in all endeavors most of which are immigration Oh, ye drop of clouded fluid could not ye stay and say that out might be good but like home is no place. 'Tis my hope at least for a time in Kansas ye'll stay

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martin-rasmussen

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Published: Sep 8, 2010
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