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I speak of new cities and new people.

I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.

I tell you yesterday is a wind gone down


 * a sun dropped in the west.

I tell you there is nothing in the world
 * only an ocean of to-morrows,
 * a sky of to-morrows.

I am a brother of the cornhuskers who say
 * at sundown:
 * To-morrow is a day.