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There Is No Stillness Like The Quiet Of The First Cold Nights In The Fall.

There Are The Lover And The Beloved, But These Two Come From Different Countries.

Don't You Loathe It When Doctors Use The Word 'we' When It Applies Only And Solely To Yourself?

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