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Men of ideas vanish when freedom vanishes.
Carl Sandburg
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Carl Sandburg
Age: 89 †
Born: 1878
Born: January 6
Died: 1967
Died: July 22
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Carl August Sandburg
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By night the skyscraper looms in the smoke and the stars and has a soul.
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