Though I be poor, I'm honest.
Though I be poor, I'm honest.
There's no hate lost between us.
He did not engage in the conversation.
Have you summoned your wits from woolgathering.
A little too wise, they say, do ne'er live long.
When affection only speaks, truth is not always there.
Black spirits and white, red spirits and gray, Mingle, mingle, mingle, you that mingle may
Ground not upon dreams; you know they are ever contrary.
This was a good week's labor.
Anything for a quiet life.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories