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| Fortune moves in the strangest ways.... I see two stars in a summers night, hovering lost in blinding light, each so dull in heavens net, as each remains as yet unmet, but fortune moves in the strangest ways, it shortens nights and lengthans days, may this day end and a new day begin, and bring two young people back again... |
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| An Irish Blessing... May the roads rise to meet you, May the wind be always at your back, May th sun shine warm upon your face, The rains fall soft upon your fields, And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of his hand... |
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