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Text: Thou art a dew-drop, which the morn brings forth, ill fitted to sustain unkindly shocks, or to be trailed along the soiling earth; a gem that glitters while it lives, and no forewarning gives; but, at the touch of wrong, without a strife slips in a moment out of life. Each paragraph will be a test.

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