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Aurora Borealis, by Frederic Edwin Church
E. E. Cummings

E. E. Cummings

The Sky Was
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can    dy    lu
minous
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spry
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lemons
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     tive        s  pout
                              ing
                                    vi
                                    o
                                    lets

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