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And where the sky’s a pale blue cup      Over the laughing land, My love…


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I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so…


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The giant trees are bending Their bare boughs weighed with snow; The…


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And miles to go before I sleep,    And miles to go before I sleep.…


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Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast…


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I wonder why. I wonder why. I wonder why I wonder. I wonder why I wonder…


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Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it…


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Our life is frittered away by detail... simplify, simplify. HENRY DAVID…


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Coincidence is God's way of remaining anonymous. ALBERT EINSTEIN


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The word 'happy' would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by…