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Yet let no empty gust/Of passion find an utterance in thy lay,/A blast that whirls the dust/Along the howling street and dies away;/
But feelings of calm power and mighty sweep,/Like currents journeying through the windless deep.
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I was watching the NASA Channel today, and one of them made a joke.
A: It sure is a nice view from here.
B: Yeah, if you like the color black.
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