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Omar Khayyam
Ah, My Beloved
Ah,
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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