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One by one the sands are flowing One by one the moments fall Some are coming some are going Do not strive to grasp them all.Adelaide Proctor
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Dreams grow holy put in action work grows fair through starry dreaming. But where each flows on unmingling both are fruitless and in vain.Adelaide Proctor
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I know too well the poison and the sting Of things too sweet.Adelaide Proctor
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See how time makes all grief decay.Adelaide Proctor