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I write my name as one,
Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful World,
Werther had a love for Charlotte
The doubt of future foes exiles my present joy,
Because, one night my soul reached out and found
What's Man, but a perfidious Creature,
What is your substance, whereof are you made,