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‘Twined, as stars with night consort, a happy life chases happy thought.
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How soon forgotten; those who write to be remembered. How many write to be remembered, than rather what should not be forgot.
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To round the day sat in reserve, high above vanities spread, wrapped in the grace of dusk. How all the days accolades are none.
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Brief at best, is plenty well spent.
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No man bemoans a Mondays quickening who busies himself in duties of diviner revelations, but sets to task with an immediacy one lifetime affords.
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What can be regretted, thought or action if born from undiluted goodness? Be, as much as humanly possible, decidedly and adamantly good. You deserve it so.
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For each report is small leave for the soul.
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But look on it all, hang back a-ways. Tomorrows revelations are now occurring, that youth misreckons, realises age.
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What puzzle? Find your souls one comfort and joy. Retreat to it, for all the days of your life.