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To you of New England,To the man of the Seaside State, and of Pennsylvania,
To the Kanadian of the north—to the Southerner I love,
These, with perfect trust, to depict you as myself—the germs are in all men;
I believe the main purport of These States is found a supurb friendship, exalté previously unknown,
Because I perceive it waits, and has been always waiting, latent in all men.
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