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Man Hath Weaved Out A Net, And This Net Throwne Upon The Heavens, And Now They Are His Own.
-John Donne
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Man Hath Weaved Out A Net, And
John Donne
Man Hath Weaved Out A Net, And This Net Throwne Upon The Heavens, And Now They Are His Own.
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