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Carl Sandburg - Two Strangers BreakfastCarl Sandburg - Two Strangers Breakfast
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THE LAW says you and I belong to each other, George. The law says you are mine and I am yours, George. And there are a million miles of white snowstorms, a million furnaces of hell, Between the chair where you sit and the chair where I sit. The law says two strangers shall eat breakfast together after nights on the horn of an Arctic moon.
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