Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.
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Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul, and sings the words without the tune, and never stops at all.
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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.
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Hope is a thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without words And never stops at all.
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Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all
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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.
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Hope is a thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without words
And never stops at all.
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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.
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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.
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Hope is the thing with feathers -- that perches in the soul -- and sings the tune without words -- and never stops, at all.
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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.
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