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The people will live on.The learning and blundering people will live on.

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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Journalist
Musicologist
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Trade Unionist
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Galesburg
Illinois
Carl August Sandburg
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