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Kent Nerburn Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a ...The Hopi Story Dan Katchongva Arrival of Another Race ForetoldThe White Man's Burden Rudyard Kipling Take up the White Man's burdenTrees Joyce Kilmer I think that I shall never seeCocoon Nikos Kazantzakis Along a dusty road in India there sat a beggar who sold cocoons. A young boy watched him day after day, and the beggar finally beckoned to him. |
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