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LIKE CALLS TO LIKE

All of the vari-tongued humanity,
 I talk with them, in language all our own.

Flesh of their flesh am I, bone of their bone,—
 Blood brother to them all eternally.
All things are one with me, and we are grown
 One in our speech, our sadness, our high glee.
Like calls to like.

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