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AUTOBIOGRAPHY VOL. III in the desert of eternity I will still wish for better times the desert will be clean swept by winds daily from a well sunk down to night I will dip shadows to be poured into the sand once beyond fate there will be no remaining in Indiana the strong light endures forever lifting the whole realm in an ecstasy of upward movement oh that singing! I'm looking for my corpse help me think where was the last place I set it down
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