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I am in bloodSteppd in so far that, should I wade no more,Returning were as tedious as go oer.
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Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good; a shining gloss that fadeth suddenly; a flower that dies when it begins to bud; a doubtful good, a gloss, a glass, a flower, lost, faded, broken, dead within an hour. -
- William Shakespeare -