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I touch by the edge of the far-spreading wing of my song thy feet which I could never aspire to reach.
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He is there where the tiller is tilling the hard ground and where the pathmaker is breaking stones. He is with them in sun and in shower, and his garment is covered with dust. Put of thy holy mantle and even like him come down on the dusty soil!
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