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 "poet": "Fernando Pessoa",
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    "text": "As the lone, frighted user of a night-road",
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    "text": "Suddenly turns round, nothing to detect,",
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    "text": "Yet on his fear’s sense keepeth still the load",
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    "text": "Of that brink-nothing he doth but suspect;",
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    "text": "And the cold terror moves to him more near",
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    "text": "Of something that from nothing casts a spell,",
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    "text": "That, when he moves, to fright more is not there,",
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    "text": "So I upon the world turn round in thought,",
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    "text": "And nothing viewing do no courage take,",
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    "text": "But my more terror, from no seen cause got,",
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    "text": "And draw my sense of mystery’s horror from",
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