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I Guess This Is What Marriage Is, Or Was, Or Could Be. You Drop The Mask. You Allow The Fatigue In. You Lean Across And Kiss The Years Because They're The Things That Matter.

If They Ask You To Stand Still, You Should Dance.

We Shape Ourselves By Our Imaginative Reach.

The Real Beauty In Life Is That Beauty Can Sometimes Occur.

Let It Be. Silly Song, Really. You Let It Be, It Returns. There's The Truth. You Let It Be, It Drags You To The Ground. You Let It Be, It Crawls Up Your Walls.