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He who leads Must then be strong of grip, Brace well and have no fear.

Even on the latchI heard you in my stubborn love.

Love is in all men’s pride and boast.

The leaf that makes the stars to me.--There,I have startled a hundred years ago.

Into the hidden corners of the world for Love.

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