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Yes, I regret
The scornful dissipation
Of my salad days
When I was strong,

Even as a child, of sorrow that we
The dead, but little in his heart can find,
Since without need of thought to his clear
Their turn it is to die and his to live:—Even so the winged New Love smiles to

The red stripes are flowing,
and the stars are shining bright,
but what else are you to do,
but kneel at the sight?

Can You See the Pride In the Panther
As he grows in splendor and grace
Topling obstacles placed in the way,
of the progression of his race.

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