There is beauty up there that no shadow can touch
Though blackest of clouds cover up the stars
They do nothing but hide it from mortal sight
There and forever shining, forever beauty
That no great darkness can ever destroy
Like the stars behind thickened atmosphere
There is hope behind every veil of despair
















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"Ego iracundus sum, et tu libidinosus: vide, quam non conveniat his moribus."
Petronius - Satyricon
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