"I am but clay," the sinner plead,
Who fed each vain desire. "Not only clay," another said, "But worse, for thou art mire."
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Paul Laurence Dunbar
Paul Laurence Dunbar (June 27, 1872 – February 9, 1906) was an American poet, novelist, and playwright of the late 19th and early 20th centuries…
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