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 "title": "Strange Meeting",
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    "text": "Earth’s wheels run oiled with blood. Forget we that.",
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    "text": "Let us lie down and dig ourselves in thought.",
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    "text": "Wisdom is mine, and I have mystery.",
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    "text": "We two will stay behind and keep our troth.",
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    "text": "Let us forego men’s minds that are brute’s natures,",
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    "text": "Let us not sup the blood which some say nurtures,",
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    "text": "Be we not swift with swiftness of the tigress.",
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    "text": "Let us break ranks from those who trek from progress.",
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    "text": "Miss we the march of this retreating world",
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    "text": "Into old citadels that are not walled.",
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    "text": "Then when their blood hath clogged the chariot wheels",
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    "text": "We will go up and wash them from deep wells.",
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    "text": "What though we sink from men as pitchers falling",
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    "text": "Many shall raise us up to be their filling",
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