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Sanders doubles down

Some are baffled, but that one is notthat one knows me
And the wife and the child and the musing comrade sufferd
No more the mountains roam or sail the stormy sea
Down in Texas the cotton-field, the negro-cabins, …

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Police sketch?

Perhaps it is everywhere on water and on land
Old occult Brahma interminably far back, the tender and junior Buddha
Luthers strong hymn Eine feste Burg ist unser Gott
I am for you, and you are for me, not …

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