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All the world's a stage; And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits, and their entrances.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Hey there.

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past. - The Great Gatsby

As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood; Disasters in the sun. - Hamlet
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