POEM BY EDWIN MARKHAM
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We are blind until we see
That in the human plan
Nothing is worth the making
If it does not make the man.
Why build these cities glorious
If a man unbuilded goes?
In vain we build the world
Unless the builder grows.
Thanks John Maxwell
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That in the human plan
Nothing is worth the making
If it does not make the man.
Why build these cities glorious
If a man unbuilded goes?
In vain we build the world
Unless the builder grows.
Thanks John Maxwell
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Now playing: Umami - Amb001c