"Our hands embraced, a final dance of fate,
In whispered tones, my words took flight.
We were stars that collided, destined to die,
Yet in that beautiful crash, scars etched on high."
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Epicurus said ‘We need to set our affections on some good man and keep him constantly before our eyes, so that we may live as if he were watching us and do everything as if he saw what we were doing’.
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