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— Stephen Crane

I looked here;

I looked there;

Nowhere could I see my love.

And--this time--

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in a way that is correct and exact; without error

“She measured the ingredients accurately to ensure the cake turned out perfectly.”

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A.E. Housman·1859–1936

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ow hollow fires burn out to black,And lights are guttering low:Square your shoulders, lift your pack,And leave your friends and go. Oh never fear, man, nought's to dread,Look not left nor right:In all the endless road you treadThere's nothing but the night.

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