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Writing
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About Me"Then, scorn the silly rose-wreath now... And deck thee with the holly's sheen... That, when December blights thy brow... He still may leave thy garland green..."
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Writing
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About Me"Then, scorn the silly rose-wreath now... And deck thee with the holly's sheen... That, when December blights thy brow... He still may leave thy garland green..."
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