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BROTHERHOOD

Come, brothers all!Shall we not wendThe blind-way of our prison-worldBy sympathy entwined?Shall we not makeThe bleak way for each other's sakeLess rugged and unkind?O let each throbbing heart repeatThe faint note of another's beatTo lift a chanson for the feetThat stumble down life's checkered street.

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