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din "Dead Poets Society"
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by Henry D. Thoreau [Henry_D._Thoreau ]
2003-01-09
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Submited by huckleberry finn
I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately,
I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life,
To put to rout all that was not life and not when I had come to die
Discover that I had not lived.
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