"The epitaph that I would write for history would say: I conceal nothing. It is not enough not to lie. One should strive not to lie in a negative sense by remaining silent."
Leo Tolstoy, novelist and philosopher (1828-1910)
Strewn about the vase the petals a vestige of a gone beauty randomly, perhaps Gathering the withered soft and dead dryness the mind but wa...
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