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    "text": "The rain of a night and a day and a night",
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    "text": "Stops at the light",
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    "text": "Of this pale choked day. The peering sun",
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   {
    "text": "Sees what has been done.",
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    "text": "The road under the trees has a border new",
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    "text": "Of purple hue",
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    "text": "Inside the border of bright thin grass:",
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    "text": "For all that has",
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    "text": "Been left by November of leaves is torn",
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    "text": "From hazel and thorn",
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    "text": "And the greater trees. Throughout the copse",
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    "text": "No dead leaf drops",
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    "text": "On grey grass, green moss, burnt-orange fern,",
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    "text": "At the wind’s return:",
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    "text": "The leaflets out of the ash-tree shed",
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    "text": "Are thinly spread",
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    "text": "In the road, like little black fish, inlaid,",
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    "text": "As if they played.",
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    "text": "What hangs from the myriad branches down there",
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    "text": "So hard and bare",
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    "text": "Is twelve yellow apples lovely to see",
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    "text": "On one crab-tree.",
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    "text": "And on each twig of every tree in the dell",
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    "text": "Uncountable",
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    "text": "Crystals both dark and bright of the rain",
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    "text": "That begins again.",
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