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The Sphinx
A poem by
James Whitcomb Riley
I know all about the Sphinx -
I know even what she thinks,
Staring with her stony eyes
Up forever at the skies.
For last night I dreamed that she
Told me all the mystery -
Why for aeons mute she sat:
She was just cut out for that!
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