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Слушать(AI)From Beyond
Here there is balm for every tender heart Wounded by life;
Rest for each one who bore a valiant part Crushed in the strife.
I suffered there and held a losing fight Even to the grave;
And now I know that it was very right To suffer and be brave.
Duncan Campbell Scott
Duncan Campbell Scott CMG FRSC (August 2, 1862 – December 19, 1947) was a Canadian bureaucrat, poet and prose writer. With Charles G.D. Roberts,
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