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O sleep! O sleep! Do not forget me. Sometimes come and sweep, Now I have nothing left, thy healing hand Over the lids that crave thy visits bland, Thou kind, thou comforting one. For I have seen his face, as I desired, And all my story is done. O, I am tired.
— Jean Ingelow
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The turkeys that most Americans eat for Thanksgiving are turkeys - losers that are mass produced and bland.
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