I came upon a swan and asked to hear from her a song.
She said, "I sing in silence, and in silence you will hear
A song far greater, if you will but listen to His voice,
Whom you with earthly eyes can't see, because He is so near.
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I'm drawn to men who make me laugh
So I forget my pain,
So I forget my hollowed heart,
So I don't go insane.
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There is no rose without a piercing thorn,
And shadow closely cleaves to radiant light;
And though for life and love we have been born,
Our life's a struggle, love our painful plight.
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Begun in pleasure, vices turn
to pain, and we're unable
To flee from them: sweet cobwebs
soon become a binding cable.
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'Sunt lacrymae rerum et mentem mortalia tangunt'
(Virgil, Aeneid)
All living things fade quickly, and they die:
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