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And the wind will whip your tousled hair, The sun, the rain, the sweet despair, Great tales of love and strife. And somewhere on your path to glory You will write your story of a life.

Harry Chapin

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Harry Chapin
Age: 38 †
Born: 1942
Born: December 7
Died: 1981
Died: July 16
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