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BEYOND WORDS by ROBERT FROST

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First Line: THAT ROW OF ICICLES ALONG THE GUTTER
Last Line: YOU WAIT
Subject(s): HATE; LANGUAGE; WORDS; VOCABULARY;
That row of icicles along the gutter
Feels like my armory of hate;
And you, you... you, you utter...
You wait!




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