"One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering."
Jane Austen, novelist (1775-1817)
The day was torn and grim birds yet began to sing as if they knew nothing’s eternal and old gives way to new that man, one day, will fall ...
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