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dickinson-series02_011-1891	dickinson	dickinson-series02_011-1891	1891		.txt	text/plain	40	3	76	I never hear the word escape Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude. I never hear of prisons broad By soldiers battered down, But I tug childish at my bars, -- Only to fail again!	cache/dickinson-series02_011-1891.txt	txt/dickinson-series02_011-1891.txt