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In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
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Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature’s laws wrong, it learned to walk without having feet. Funny, it seems to by keeping its dreams; it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else even cared.
Tupac Shakur, The Rose That Grew from Concrete
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