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No man is an Iland, intire of it selfe; every man

is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine: if a

Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe is the lesse,

as well as if a Promontorie were, as well as if a Mannor

of thy friends or of thine owne were; any mans

death diminishes me, because I am involved

in Mankinde: And therefore

never send to know for

whom the bell tolls; It

tolls for thee.

JOHN DONNE

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