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When logics die, The secret of the soil grows through the eye, And blood jumps in the sun Above the waste allotments the dawn halts.

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Dylan Thomas
Age: 39 †
Born: 1914
Born: October 27
Died: 1953
Died: November 9
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Abertawe
Dylan Marlais Thomas
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Waste
Halts
Blood
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Dies
Dawn

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