"On the mountains of truth you can never climb in vain: either you will reach a point higher up today, or you will be training your powers so that you will be able to climb higher tomorrow."
Friedrich Nietzsche, philosopher (1844-1900)
The moon uninvited came Smelling of daffodils, her lips sweet red wine Swaying her hips like a lover
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