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that strictly(and how)scienti fic land of supernod where freedom is compulsory and only man is god.
e. e. cummings
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e. e. cummings
Age: 67 †
Born: 1894
Born: October 14
Died: 1962
Died: September 3
Novelist
Painter
Playwright
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Cambridge
Massachusetts
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