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If we must part, Then let it be like this. Not heart on heart, Nor with the useless anguish of a kiss; But touch mine hand and say: "Until to-morrow or some other day, If we must part". Words are so weak When love hath been so strong; Let silence speak: "Life is a little while, and love is long; A time to sow and reap, And after harvest a long time to sleep, But words are weak."
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