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Unformatted text preview: Among the new-mown hay, Among the husking of the corn, Where drowsy poppies nod, Where ill thoughts die and good are born-- Out in the fields with God. I like this poem because it is one of the places you always dream about, a perfect world with no worries or problems. This poem just makes me feel like I’m there and then I feel a lot better....
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- Spring '11
- English-language films, drowsy poppies nod