Classic poem of the day
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The Autumn wind on suthering wings
Plays round the oak-tree strong
And through the hawthorn hedges sings
The years departing song
There's every leaf upon the whirl
Ten thousand times an hour
The grassy meadows crisp and curl
With here and there a flower
There's nothing in the world I find
That pleases like the Autumn wind.
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We all knew something was not quite right with Mike. What sprang from his mouth had him spending more time in the Principal’s office than in the classroom and angered the older kids, who would periodically lay him out in schoolyard beatings. 1967, the year we turned 16, he climbed the fifty-foot maple just outside the Post Office and neither his father’s threats nor his mother’s tears could convince him to come down. The fly-catchers got......
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