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While you ponder this, enjoy a poem:


Now i lay(with everywhere around) (1963)
by e. e. cummings

Now i lay(with everywhere around)
me(the great dim deep sound
of rain;and of always and of nowhere)and
what a gently welcoming darkestness--

now i lay me down(in a most steep
more than music)feeling that sunlight is
(life and day are)only loaned:whereas
night is given(night and death and the rain

are given;and given is how beautifully snow)

now i lay me down to dream of(nothing
i or any somebody or you
can begin to begin to imagine)

something which nobody may keep.
now i lay me down to dream of Spring


The strongest people are not those who show their true strength in front of us but those who win battles we know nothing about.
— Unknown