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Some go by blades, bringing forth slices. Some go with carbine, with a blast of thunder. Some go by leaping, drop down to the pathway. Some go with diving, muffled under the waves And some go by tablet, to ask for a deep slumber. But the lighthearted go with nature, no need for assistance.
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Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 2:15 PM UTC
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Some go by blades, bringing forth slices. Some go with carbine, with a blast of thunder. Some go by leaping, drop down to the pathway. Some go with diving, muffled under the waves And some go by tablet, to ask for a deep slumber. But the lighthearted go with nature, no need for assistance.
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Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 2:15 PM UTC
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