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Through buried paths, where sleepy twilight dreams The summer time away.

John Keats

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John Keats
Age: 25 †
Born: 1795
Born: October 31
Died: 1821
Died: February 23
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Physician
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Paths
Twilight
Buried
Summer
Dreams
Path
Away
Dream
Sleepy

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