Beauty is not caused. It is.
Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.
Where thou art, that is home.
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