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What Is Lost Because It Is Most Precious What Is Most Precious Because It Is Lost

Warriors Are Poets And Poems And All The Loveliness Here In The Worlds.

Art Is Whatever Makes You Proud To Be Human.

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I Am Inside Someone Who Hates Me. I Look Out From His Eyes.