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Cruised into a bar on the shore
Her picture graced the wood on the door
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Created on 2012-11-20 03:18:33 (#1823249), never updated
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| Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it, Making it momentany as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream, Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth; And ere a man hath power to say "Behold!" The jaws of darkness do devour it up: So quick bright things come to confusion. - A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act 1, scene 1, 141–149 |
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