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The Flower that once has blown forever dies.

Omar Khayyam

It’s too bad if a heart lacks fire, and is deprived of the light of a heart ablaze. The day on which you are without passionate love is the most wasted day of your life.
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Bad Fire Heart Life Light Love Passionate Wasted Time Yourself
He who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere.
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Enemy Friendship Himself Oneself
Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and-sans End!
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Death Lying Sing
A hair divides what is false and true.
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Fake Hairs True Truth
Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!
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Distance Money
I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
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Blessing Death Grief Hide Love Myself Preparation
You’ve seen the world, and all you’ve seen is nothing; and everything, as well, that you have said and heard is nothing. You’ve sprinted everywhere between here and the horizon; it is nothing. And all the possessions you’ve treasured up at home are nothing.
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Gift Home Nature See World Yourself
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
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Fingers Move On Tears Writing
The thoughtful soul to solitude retires.
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Solitude Soul Thinking
Tomorrow! – Why, tomorrow I may be Myself with yesterday’s sev’n thousand years.
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Future Myself Time
The Flower that once has blown forever dies.
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Death Flower Forever
The entire world shall be populous with that action which saves one soul from despair.
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Action Despair Oneself Save Soul World
Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
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Fear Future Love Past Regret Relationship Wine
Myself when young did eagerly frequent doctor and saint, and heard great argument about it and about: but evermore came out by the same door as in I went.
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Doctor Greatness Myself Saint Young
Drink! For you know not whence you came nor why.
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Drink Reason Yourself
The moving finger writes; and having writ, moves on.
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Break Fingers Move On Silence Writing

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