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An ambition is a little creeper that creeps and creeps in your heart night and day, singing a little song, Come and find me, come and find me.

Carl Sandburg

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Carl Sandburg
Age: 89 †
Born: 1878
Born: January 6
Died: 1967
Died: July 22
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