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if you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. all the stars are a-bloom with flowers...
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memories and thoughts age, just as people do. but certain thoughts can never age, and certain memories can never fade
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{day 270} happiness, I do not know where to turn to discover you on earth, in the air or the sky; yet I know you exist and are no futile dream
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{day 260} there is something in the nature of tea that leads us into a world of quiet contemplation of life