My Small Boat
Man please thy maker and be merry set not for this world a cherry.
“Ha!” I said. And meant it to sting.
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Heredity I am the family face; Flesh perishes, I live on, Projecting trait and trace Through time to times anon,…
Elegance does not consist in putting on a new dress.
Nothing that you have not given away will ever be really yours.