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Let me live in a house by the side of the road
where the race of men go by;
the men who are good and the men who are bad,
as good and as bad as I;
I would not sit in the scorner's seat,
or hurl the cynic's ban;
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
and be a friend to man.

 

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