The old story, wisdom in short phrases, which we transform unto utopias.
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To see further away, why not add an emotion?
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But it always finishes...
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Again the vulgar, again broken dreams.
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Farce involves me, kissing my lips, and it hurts on swallowing...
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The Beautiful Short Story
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| Elbereth |
