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Now Even The Heavens Are Thankful That Because Of Love I Have Become The Giver Of Light.

Whoever Travels Without A Guide, Needs Two Hundred Years For A Two-day Journey.

Travelers, It Is Late. Life's Sun Is Going To Set. During These Brief Days That You Have Strength, Be Quick And Spare No Effort Of Your Wings

Is Your Face A Beautiful Blossom Or A Sweet Torture? I Have No Complaints But My Heart Is Tempted To Let You Hear Of Its Sorrows.

And He Misses Her Like A Wind Starved Sail He Sits Knowing What Direction To Go But The Current Keeps Pulling Him Down River.