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In dungeons dark I cannot sing, In sorrow's thrall 'tis hard to smile: What bird can soar with broken wing ? What heart can bleed and joy the while ?-- Emily Jane Brontë
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In dungeons dark I cannot sing, In sorrow's thrall 'tis hard to smile: What bird can soar with broken wing ? What heart can bleed and joy the while ?-- Emily Jane Brontë