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 "title": "In Harbor",
 "poet": "William Carlos Williams",
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   {
    "text": "Surely there, among the great docks, is peace, my mind;",
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    "text": "there with the ships moored in the river.",
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    "text": "Go out, timid child,",
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    "text": "and snuggle in among the great ships talking so quietly.",
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    "text": "Maybe you will even fall asleep near them and be",
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    "text": "lifted into one of their laps, and in the morning⁠—",
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    "text": "There is always the morning in which to remember it all!",
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    "text": "Of what are they gossiping? God knows.",
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   {
    "text": "And God knows it matters little for we cannot understand them.",
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   {
    "text": "Yet it is certainly of the sea, of that there can be no question.",
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    "text": "It is a quiet sound. Rest! That’s all I care for now.",
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   {
    "text": "The smell of them will put us to sleep presently.",
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   {
    "text": "Smell! It is the sea water mingling here into the river⁠—",
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   },
   {
    "text": "at least so it seems⁠—perhaps it is something else⁠—but what matter?",
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    "text": "The sea water! It is quiet and smooth here!",
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   {
    "text": "How slowly they move, little by little trying",
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    "text": "the hawsers that drop and groan with their agony.",
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   {
    "text": "Yes, it is certainly of the high sea they are talking.",
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