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Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. Ive heard it in the chillest land And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me. - Emily Dickinson https://claraengel.bandcamp/track/hope-is-heavy

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