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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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adjective

Telling the truth or giving a true result; exact; not defective or faulty

accurate knowledge

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Throwing clubs at the walnut trees

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Carl Sandburg·1878–1967
n the yellow-and-gold of autumn, And there was a brown mash dry on the inside of theirhands. 27