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It was one of those clear, sharp, mustless days. That summer and man delight in.
Never had Heaven seemed quite so high,
Never had earth seemed quite so green,
Never had the world seemed quite so clean
Or sky so nigh. And I heard the Deity's voice in
The sun’s warm rays, And the white cloud’s intricate maze,
And the blue sky’s beautiful sheen.
— e.e. cummings
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