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Freedom is baffling: men having it often know not they have it till it is gone and they no longer have it.
Carl Sandburg
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Carl Sandburg
Age: 89 †
Born: 1878
Born: January 6
Died: 1967
Died: July 22
Biographer
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Galesburg
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Carl August Sandburg
Freedom
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