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joy has its own justice. and dreams are languid and lawless. and everything bows to beauty, when it's fierce and when it's flawless...
Beauty of the world which is soon to perish has two edges, one of laughter and one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.(by Virginia Woolf)
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