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 "title": "Home",
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 "poet": "Edward Thomas",
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 "book": "Last Poems",
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  "venue": "Last Poems (1918)",
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    "text": "Not the end: but there’s nothing more.",
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   {
    "text": "Sweet Summer and Winter rude",
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   {
    "text": "I have loved, and friendship and love,",
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    "text": "The crowd and solitude:",
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    "text": "But I know them: I weary not;",
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   {
    "text": "But all that they mean I know.",
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   {
    "text": "I would go back again home",
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   {
    "text": "Now. Yet how should I go?",
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   {
    "text": "This is my grief. That land,",
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    "text": "My home, I have never seen;",
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    "text": "No traveller tells of it,",
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    "text": "However far he has been.",
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    "text": "And could I discover it,",
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   {
    "text": "I fear my happiness there,",
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    "text": "Or my pain, might be dreams of return",
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    "text": "Here, to these things that were.",
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    "text": "Remembering ills, though slight",
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    "text": "Yet irremediable,",
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    "text": "Brings a worse, an impurer pang",
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    "text": "Than remembering what was well.",
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    "text": "No: I cannot go back,",
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    "text": "And would not if I could.",
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    "text": "Until blindness come, I must wait",
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    "text": "And blink at what is not good.",
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