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A young woman with a white badge on her arm stood and counted the sections as they entered their vans. Annabel shines like a star in the darkness, Rosamund queens it a rose, deep rose; But the lady I love is like sunshine in April weather, She gleams and gladdens, she warms—and goes. We are not animals. “Unbelievable.
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