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It dont sound so terrible -- quite -- as it did

 It don't sound so terrible -- quite -- as it did --
I run it over -- "Dead", Brain, "Dead.
" Put it in Latin -- left of my school -- Seems it don't shriek so -- under rule.
Turn it, a little -- full in the face A Trouble looks bitterest -- Shift it -- just -- Say "When Tomorrow comes this way -- I shall have waded down one Day.
" I suppose it will interrupt me some Till I get accustomed -- but then the Tomb Like other new Things -- shows largest -- then -- And smaller, by Habit -- It's shrewder then Put the Thought in advance -- a Year -- How like "a fit" -- then -- Murder -- wear!

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