Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in getting up every time we do.
- Confucius
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her beauty is eternal everything she touches turns gold the ground she stands on has been there before her and will be stepped on long after she is gone her words feel old but their meanings are modern eyes of ocean blue and breasts of a virgin she is timeless