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Omar  Khayyam
Ah, My Beloved
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			my beloved, fill the cup that clears Today of past regrets and future fears- Tomorrow? - Why, tomorrow I may be Myself with yesterday's sev'n thousand years. | 
| Love is, above all, the gift of oneself. - Jean Anouilh, When I am sad and 
			weary. When I think all hope has gone.  Those have most power to hurt us that we love. - Francis Beaumont | 
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