Raybradbury Quote #7067727
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Sunsets are loved because they vanish. Flowers are loved because
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Sunsets are loved because they vanish.
Flowers are loved because they go.
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posted July 17, 2016 at 10:41pm UTC tagged with raybradbury, temporariness, beauty, quote
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