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Thirteen O’Clock (and All’s Well)
Thirteen o’clock and all the world is well; beyond the reach of the tempest makers, where thought and reason still may sway the mind and the conscience of a nation feeds not on unfounded rumors of threat and fear, but … Continue reading
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Tagged 1984, George Orwell, iambic pentameter, interpretation, plays
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