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...she walked in through the out door.
dalaruan
dalaruan
she leaves only good wishes behind
Last season's fruit is eaten
And the fullfed beast shall kick the empty pail.
For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
T. S. Eliot, Little Gidding


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