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 :O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
 * Student of our sweet English tongue,
 * Read out my words at night, alone :
 * I was a poet, I was young.


 * Since I can never see your face,
 * And never shake you by the hand,
 * I send my soul through time and space
 * To greet you. You will understand.

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