Koskahan nää beetamit tajuais, että kaikki joutava romu ja paska mitä nurkissa pyörii, on joutavaa romua ja paskaa about kaikille muillekin
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"Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."
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