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And When The Echoes Had Ceased, Like A Sense Of Pain Was The Silence.
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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And When The Echoes Had Ceased, Like
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
And When The Echoes Had Ceased, Like A Sense Of Pain Was The Silence.
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