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There is nothing stable in the world uproar's your only music.

John Keats

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John Keats
Age: 25 †
Born: 1795
Born: October 31
Died: 1821
Died: February 23
Judge-Rapporteur
Physician
Poet
Stable
Music
Nothing
World
Uproar

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